berlin rose

12

The afternoon passed quickly, the sun was setting and the night was getting darker.The bloody twilight fell into Jiang Die's eyes after passing through the pages of Xichi's book, and the crimson color gradually became stronger.

Xi Chi was stared at by Jiang Die for a whole afternoon. He pressed his ear on the side away from Jiang Die when he raised his eyes, raised Jiang Die's little finger with a smile and said, "Let's go eat."

Xi Chi took Jiang Die to find a restaurant in an alley near the library.The alley is deep and quiet, only students from a high school next to the library come here to eat.When they just walked in, they could still hear the boys and girls about the same age as Xichi complaining and teasing their teachers and classmates, or gossiping and joking.

However, Xichi slipped to the darker side of society early on, and he was naturally separated from his peers.

Jiang Die frowned and glanced at Xichi's expression, only to see that his expression was normal, as if he hadn't heard it.

Xichi naturally heard it, but he didn't take it to heart.

A long time ago, someone secretly tricked his family and caused an accident. He was sold to the club to make up for the crime.Because of her natural beauty, even the blurred and distorted photo presented to the owner of the clubhouse couldn't conceal the beauty in her bones.

When he was tied to the darkest chair in the clubhouse by the owner of the clubhouse and woken up with a basin of cold water, he knew that the trajectory of his life had been deviated beyond the point of no return.

After so many years, I have long ceased to regard myself and my peers as fellow travelers, and naturally there will be no sense of unwillingness or envy.

The restaurant that Xi Chi took Jiang Die to was a restaurant he used to go to frequently, and he knew the proprietress very well.She greeted them warmly as soon as they entered the door.

"Hey, Xixi is here. It's rare to see you bring friends here. You two stand together so handsome!"

"Isn't the food you cook delicious, Aunt Wang, bring my friend to see the world."

Xichi's mouth seemed to have been smeared with honey, which made Aunt Wang laugh so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.The pretty and well-behaved features in his facial features overflowed with that witty smile, and his usual alluring beauty was suppressed.

"Look at what you're bragging about, then Auntie has to show her hand."

Aunt Wang put on her apron and looked at Jiang Die with a smile.The more she looked at this baby, the more she felt that he looked upright, tall, with pretty eyebrows and eyes, and he really matched with Xixizhan.It's just a pity that my grandson doesn't live up to expectations and is not worthy of a child as beautiful as Xixi.

"Tell aunt, what do you want to eat? Auntie will make it for you."

"Auntie, I'm still the same." Xichi waved his hand with a smile, with an obedient appearance.Jiang Die's heart was so soft that he wanted to squeeze it.

But Aunt Wang rolled her eyes and threw it at him, angrily said: "I didn't ask you."

Xi Chi withdrew his hand in embarrassment, curled his lips in grievance, and said dissatisfiedly: "Aunt, you changed your mind so quickly? I am an old customer who has supported you for more than ten years." After speaking, he still did not forget to give Jiang Die a cold look.

Like a cat proudly showing its tender paws, it scratched Jiang Die's heart without any strength, thinking it was fierce, which made Jiang Die's self-control that he was always proud of almost broken.

The desire that was suppressed at the door of the library rushed up quickly and fiercely, biting the soft flesh of his lower lip to tingle before restraining it.

The movements of Aunt Wang's hands froze for a while, and it took a long time before she said, "Auntie loves you too", and then walked into the inner kitchen.There was a sense of sadness all over his body.

"What's wrong with Aunt Wang?" Jiang Die took out a set of tableware, wiped it carefully with the paper towel he carried with him, and handed it to Xichi.

"Maybe it reminds me of the past."

Yan Bai didn't seem to care too much, and took the chopsticks, and with his thumb and index finger exerting force, the chopsticks twirled dizzyingly on his fingertips.From the far left to between the ring finger and the little finger, and then turned back flexibly.

Aunt Wang has been in this business for many years, and her hands and feet are very nimble.After a while, he came out with two bowls of steaming hot noodles. Although there were obvious red marks on the eye sockets, when he saw the two of them, he immediately laughed so hard that his cheekbones rose to the sky.

"Come and taste Auntie's handicraft, Xixi,..."

Xi Chi hurriedly took the face and replied, "Xiao Die"

Jiang Die couldn't help but put his face on the table, "Auntie, you should call me Xiao Jiang."

"Hey, okay, if you need anything, just tell Auntie, Auntie is going to greet other guests first." After saying that, Aunt Wang left with the menu.

Xichi lowered his head and rubbed his face intently. After hearing the rustling sound, he noticed that the people around him seemed to be quiet, so he raised his head and wiped the soup on his mouth with a paper towel.

"Why don't you eat? Does it not suit your appetite?"

"Why don't you go to school?"

According to Xichi's usual work schedule and Jiang Die's secret investigation, it is likely that Xichi is not just a waiter in that bar.It was probably transferred from that clubhouse to the bar for some unknown reason.

If there is no training in that place for two or three years, he will not be able to get a job, so he should have been there at a very young age. Combined with Aunt Wang's performance just now, what are the difficulties?

"Study is not as fun as work."

Xichi avoided Jiang Die's scorching gaze, lowered his head and continued to rub his face.He still didn't forget to urge him vaguely, "Eat quickly, the noodles won't taste good when they're cold."

"Yeah." Since he didn't want to answer, Jiang Die didn't ask any more.

After dinner, Jiang Die offered to send Xi Chi back, but Xi Chi flatly refused and sent them to the nearby bus station, and the two parted ways.

Back at his home, Jiang Die opened the window, and the stuffy feeling in the wind by the river came to him again.He scratched his hair irritably, took out his phone and played a number.

"Hello? Help me find out who are the people invited to the city library event today?"

"Well, it's mainly information about them."

"Okay, email me before twelve o'clock."

After hanging up the phone, he saw Xichi's message and sent many messages in a series.It should have started when he first started calling,

"Should be home, are you resting?"

This is the first one. After 2 minutes, seeing no reply, I started talking on my own.

"I was sent there when I was 12 years old."

……

13

Xichi was lying on his back on the bed, the room was opaque, only the glowing light on the screen of the mobile phone was the only light source in the room.

Flipping his fingers, he gradually uncovered his scars from many years ago and showed them to the person on the other side of the screen.Although in some places, he still concealed, for example, this club, and for example, his job.

Xichi lightly touched the scars on the side of his fingers that were still uneven even after several years, and closed his eyes.

The owner of the clubhouse is generally honored as s.

After s brought him back, let him practice the dexterity and surprise of his fingers day and night.

The first is the unsharpened knife, which is always injured due to wrong movements at the beginning.For example, grasping the wrong handle, not grasping the strength of throwing the knife, not responding in time, etc., and sometimes being caught by the knife.

At that time, I was still young, and the bone shape of my fingers had not yet been fixed. I was afraid that his practice would make the hand shape unattractive. I also found a Japanese master to use the so-called ancient Japanese method to shape the fingers.

In fact, they are some ancient instruments of torture from Japan, and they have to endure the torture that used to punish spies or criminals every night.That day can be said to be painful, and it is better to die than to live.

But s guarded him very strictly, so that there was no possibility of privacy and escape from suicide.

Then there are the blades for sharpening, a few blades that won't hurt flesh and blood even if you play with them between your fingers, and... Zippo's lighter.

The ignited lighter was flipped flexibly between the fingers with a fiery temperature, and after being put down lightly, the fingers were still white and snowy, and the flame was still so blue that it made people panic.

After a string of green bubbles, there was no reply from the other side.Xichi looked at the time, it was almost time for him to go to work.

When he first arrived here, he had no concept of this job.In recent years, when he has come into contact with more and more of the so-called big figures who are so glamorous in society, in this place where the light does not come in, he has become more and more resistant to this place.

He longed to escape from here.

In any way.

Before the arrival on that flimsy ID.

"No. 0822, hurry up, curator Liu is here."

...Yes, in less than a year, he will be.