Wanderer

The man was sitting opposite him, Wen Hai didn't remember who he was at first, the second hand of the wall clock walked half a circle, and he breathed out softly, "You are here."

The man was playing with a toy gun in his hand, he dangling a cigarette, looked at Wenhai lazily, and said after a long time: "It's okay, I'll come and see you, grow up."

"Qi Jian." Wen Hai sighed, "I don't want to be you anymore, you're fucking fucking alive."

"Son, it's not big or small, who the hell is Qi Jian?" The man pointed the toy gun at Wen Hai, and pointed the black muzzle straight at him, "Son, how many times have you been pointed at like this? "

Wen Hai shook his head: "I can't remember clearly, seven or eight times?"

"Are they all real guns?"

"Who knows then."

Qi Jian smiled: "Then you are better off than me."

As he said that, he turned the muzzle of the gun to his heart and pulled the trigger. The toy gun was filled with plastic beans the size of soybeans, but a big bloody hole was blasted out of his heart, and the bright red blood soon His uniform shirt was stained through, and the two continued to stare at each other without seeing anything.

"Really think about it?" Qi Jian asked him with a smile, "You're going to lose your hair carelessly like me, what will you do if you leave that kid alone?"

"It's a bit difficult." Wen Hai shrugged, "Then we can only barely survive, at least another 35 years."

The wound on Qi Jian's chest healed miraculously, and even his shirt returned to a neat and tidy appearance. He stood up and walked up to Wen Hai and hugged Wen Hai. His straight uniform was stained with the familiar smell of low-quality tobacco, and he lay on his ear Bian asked softly, "Xiao Hai, are you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?" Wen Hai broke away from him and took a step back, "Are you afraid of death? I wasn't afraid before, but now I'm a little bit afraid."

"Don't be afraid, I lost 30 years of my life, and I will let the king of Hades continue my life to you." Qi Jian pointed to his heart, "You have to give me a long life, and I will dare to come down when I don't. Take Hades to beat them together."

Wen Hai laughed loudly: "Look at what you can do."

In a daze, his bones, texture, and skin moved forward inch by inch, and the eight-year-old boy stood there, being hugged and coaxed softly by Qi Jian.And another self came from a distance, he stopped opposite Qi Jian, took the little boy to protect him in front of him, Qi Jian slightly bowed, and said: "It's been so many years, you have worked hard to take care of him for me."

Qi Jian waved his hand nonchalantly, lit another cigarette, took a deep puff in his mouth, and said, "Then I'll leave this worry-free bastard to you, and I'll raise him well so that I can feed him if he loses weight." I can't forgive you."

Looking at the back of Qi Jian turning away, the boy struggled desperately, and shouted: "Qi Jian! Where the hell are you going?! You don't want me anymore, do you?!"

"Hush——" Wen Hai shook his head lightly, "It's not that he doesn't want you anymore, he has his own place to go, and it's time for us to go home."

The boy said gloomily, "I have no home, no one wants me anymore."

"There will be." Wen Hai stroked his little furry head, "There will always be."

"Where are we going?"

"Go home, go back to my home."

When I opened my eyes from the dream, it was dark again.

Most of the discomfort in his body was gone, Wen Hai was so hungry that he sat up with his chest pressed against his back, and checked the time on his phone. It was 09:30 in the evening, which happened to be a time when it was too late for dinner and too sinful to eat supper.The voice of the English dialogue came faintly from the living room, probably Bai Yunqi was watching a movie.

A very classic sci-fi movie is playing on the TV. The hero robot and the female villain who is also a robot are fighting each other. Sparks fly, firecrackers blare, gongs and drums are loud, and the destructive power is less than five demolition teams. , while the person on the sofa was already half asleep, the screen of the tablet computer was flickering, and a pile of materials and a book of law were scattered around his hand.

Being caught in his arms, the hard-working Comrade Bai Yunqi was still holding the tablet and refused to let go. He thought it was at 07:30 in the morning, and he put his head on his chest and acted like a baby: "Sleep for another 5 minutes—"

"What five minutes?" Wen Hai laughed, "Get out of bed and go to sleep."

After yawning, Bai Yunqi came to his senses, put his arms around Wen Hai's neck and pressed him on the sofa, took advantage of it before saying: "The court will be held next Monday, and this case file has to be processed again."

Wen Hai knew that he was talking about the non-profit organization, and now he believed in Bai Tong'an's sentence "You really cultivated my brother to be as virtuous as you." After Bai Yunqi returned to China, except for the first week, he stopped , the rest of the time is basically the same as myself throughout the year, ready to be on call anytime, anywhere, and from time to time I have to stay in the office or study all night long.I can still play a few games when I am quiet. There are more than a dozen parties waiting for him to meet after the company is busy. I dug it three times, and in the end I was able to put down a cruel sentence, "If you don't solve this matter for me, I will go to the Public Security Bureau and sue you for fraud."

This call was answered by Wen Hai for Bai Yunqi, who was sleeping on the desk. After writing down the mobile phone number, he went to check the case history. He was an old gambler and old fritters. He had been in the police station seven or eight times, half because of gambling, half It was because of beating his wife.

Wen Hai didn't want to imagine or try to understand Bai Yunqi's mood when he did these things. This person was used to being beaten and scolded since he was a child, so he looked rough and thick, but no one was born with a low bone and rushed to find him. Scolding and beating, he took so long to get rid of those muddy quagmire, and now he jumped into it again without hesitation, tearing his old wounds to blood again, and sending others to the shore again, the people who landed Few will thank him, and those who are still soaking in the mire are still reluctant.

Even if you lose money, you still can't make money, because this guy is from a business school.

"We persuaded the client for a long time before she dared to sue for divorce. Her husband's family is now squatting downstairs of her natal family carrying a stick every day. Fortunately, there is a volunteer who lives next to the police station and hides the client in her house. Her boyfriend, who studies Sanda, takes care of the nursing home." Bai Yunqi laughed as he spoke, "Haven't you seen how exciting the first meeting between the husband and wife was at our place? It's like Quan Wuxing. Well, I found a few people from the security company to guard the place there in advance."

Wen Hai stroked an old scar on his scalp with his fingers, "Are you injured?"

"No, we have rich experience in fighting now. There is a female volunteer who is a taekwondo coach. Last time, she kicked the door of our office away with a bang. Even I and the parties involved were stupid." Bai Yunqi spread his hands, "From now on, our The conversation went very smoothly."

Wen Hai: "Then I'll go to town for you some other day. As long as you don't bring a gun, I'll kill you, regardless of gender."

Bai Yunqi, who had never been sure of Wen Hai's attitude towards this kind of public welfare activity of "seeking trouble for nothing", heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, smiled and shook his head, and said, "You don't need it, just put on a police uniform and stand there That's fine, what's more embarrassing now is that most of the perpetrators are clamoring at the local police station and don't care how old we are, and the victim doesn't report much confidence because he has sought legal aid many times but has no effect."

Wen Hai understood: "You two are not human?"

Bai Yunqi nodded helplessly.

"When I was an intern at the police station for a few weeks when I was in college, I also encountered this kind of thing. The woman came to report with blood on her face, and the injury appraisal was also done, but when the woman heard that her husband was going to be arrested and detained, she didn't agree. Done it, sitting at the door of the unit and crying, even us and the procuratorate are busy." Wen Hai said, "Including school violence, it involves the reputation of the school, the future of the two families and the future of the children. It is unreasonable not to intervene. It’s easy to cause other right and wrong.”

Bai Yunqi: "Yes, Professor Kong... Even the main sponsor of this public welfare organization has proposed to expand the scope of relief to school violence, but it is more difficult to implement. Most of the schools are unwilling to intervene with non-public external forces. But my own execution is not enough, and the 16-year-old criminal responsibility line is there, even the existing legal intervention will not have much effect, and the victims will be excluded and retaliated even more."

Wen Hai: "Why do you feel that the more you talk, the less you can survive?"

Bai Yunqi stretched his waist, lay down directly on Wen Hai's lap and continued to read the case files, "The reality is that Professor Kong started planning this project in his 30s and failed at least four times. It was only in the past few years that it was really implemented. He almost lost his family fortune by doing projects and doing practical work, but fortunately, several of his friends and students have made up for it one after another.”

"Then what benefit do you get?"

"Well—this is what I got so far." Bai Yunqi took a leather-bound notebook at hand, "There is an inscription by Professor Kong, it is very valuable."

That book is really of high quality, most of the inside pages have been used up, Bai Yunqi's notes are very organized, even the labels and clippings are well laid out, it feels like a hardcover book in his hand.

Wen Hai opened the book, only to see a passage written in a pen on the title page, with a literati's pen and ink, with a strong character-"A true warrior dares to face the bleak life and face the dripping blood. What kind of mourner and happiness is this? However, nature is often designed for the mediocre, using the flow of time to wash away the old traces, leaving only the pale red color of blood and faint sadness. Those who survive will faintly see the faint Hope; a true warrior will move forward even more vigorously."

He turned a page back, and it was signed by another master - he wrote a thesis in college and quoted this person's article, and every stroke was clanging: "May the young people in China get rid of the air-conditioning and just go up, Don't listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things do things, and those who can make a sound speak out. If there is a little heat and a little light, it will be like a firefly, and it can also shine a little light in the dark, without waiting for a torch."

He flipped back and found that it was written by Bai Yunqi himself. Most of them were the notes and basic information of the interviewees. Occasionally there were scribbled ideas of inspiration. The handwriting on the side reads "Thank you, Uncle Yunqi", and the owner of the book marked below: "The case has been closed and it went well."

A notebook, a sticker, that's all this man got after working so hard for so long.

"Okay baby, work hard, let's carry it together when the sky falls." Wen Hai slapped him on the forehead with the book, "If there is no torch after that, you will be the only light."

Bai Yunqi quickly shook his head: "...then I dare not be that."

"Yes, you are not that promising." Wen Hai smiled, "Then just be my light."

Since Bai Yunqi didn't say it clearly, Wen Hai really didn't dare to ask why his living room was changed from the TV to the sofa seat cover.And after discovering that someone's mobile phone was also changed, apart from being shocked by Bai Yunqi's destructive power when he got angry, this person suddenly felt the power of capital and couldn't help sighing.

After reading the case file, Bai Yunqi consciously ignored the fact that there was still a bed in the study, and lay on the bed that he tossed and tossed to pieces last night, turned over and asked, "What are you worried about?"

"Tsk, it's good to be rich." Wen Hai pretended to shake his head, "The only way to relieve worries is to get rich."

Bai Yunqi followed his gaze to look at the new phone in his hand, moved his eyebrows slightly, pressed the lock screen button and threw the phone into the bedside table, and Wen Hai pressed him on the bed before he could do anything.

"Let me tell you, I drank too much and had sex yesterday, I don't blame the past." Wen Hai narrowed his eyes, "Today I will fuck you if you are dishonest."

Unexpectedly, instead of restraining himself, Bai Yunqi raised his hand to unbutton his pajamas: "Come here, why do you want me to be dishonest?"

"..." Wen Hai was convinced.

It is said that those who are soft are afraid of those who are hard, those who are hard are afraid of those who are cruel, and those who are cruel are afraid of those who are shameless. It's completely lost, you can't beat it, you can't scold it, you lie down wrapped in the quilt aggrieved, and you are hugged from behind like a pillow waiting for someone.

...this day is really unbearable.

What Wenhai didn't expect was that even more difficult days were still ahead.In the early morning of the next day, rushing to go to work, the mobile phones placed on the bedside table of the two rang almost front and back. Wen Hai felt something was wrong when he heard two strings of ringtones at the same time. The caller ID was Chai Fanwen, and I had a hunch that something serious had happened——

"Wen Hai!" Chai Fanwen's voice was extremely low, "Is that in your house called Bai Yunqi? What's his relationship with Bai Kang?"

Wen Hai glanced at Bai Yunqi who was answering the phone with a normal face, and said "hmm".

"Damn it..." Chai Fanwen coughed in a very contrived way, and seemed to take a few steps to a secluded place, "Someone came from the capital, it seems that someone from Baikang died, found..."

Wen Hai didn't listen to him at all, and hung up the phone without saying a word - Chai Fanwen must not be involved in this matter, no matter how deep a friendship is, it cannot be used at such a time.But through a few words, he also basically understood what happened. No one was spared in the sky, and the retribution finally came to the door.

Bai Yunqi, who put down his phone, looked at Wen Hai, and smiled lightly: "After all, it's not a case of detention, so we should be lucky."

Wen Hai closed his eyes, feeling the powerlessness of being cornered by the world again.

Different from the panic in the hospital, Bai Yunqi held Wen Hai's hand and looked at him calmly: "I said this has nothing to do with me, do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Wen Hai's tone was neither annoyed nor disappointed, but he was explaining a fact calmly, "Cause and effect are a net, Xiaoqi, no matter whether you actually do something about this matter, you can't escape the relationship, even if this People commit suicide, do you dare to say that you didn't force her to go there?"

Bai Yunqi had never shown such a sharp and cold side in front of Wen Hai, the arc of the corner of his mouth was painted on his face without warmth, and what seemed to be clutched in his hand was not a mobile phone but a poisoned steel knife. He raised his other hand and brushed away the broken hair in front of Wen Hai's forehead, "Then let me put it another way, I said that I am not the bloody knife, do you believe it?"

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