after the canary rebellion

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the cries of difficulty and bitterness stopped. Song Lin said, "Leave me alone, leave me alone."

Lin didn't let go of the rope that bound her, and said to her, "Do you know what a normal life is like?"

Under the dim light, Song Lin nodded sluggishly. Lin didn't let her lie down on the sofa. Looking at the wrinkles on her face, her heart softened, and she said to her, "Let's eat normally, okay? Three meals a day, Don't touch that thing, after you go back this time, I will visit you every month."

Sitting back on the cold chair, Lin Mei seemed to have lost all his strength. He fell asleep in his down jacket, and vaguely heard his mother muttering: "I want to see Lin Zhengwang."

Lin was not afraid of the cold, and woke up from the cold in the early morning. When he woke up, the heater was blowing on him, but the warm yellow light made him feel cool. There was no one on the sofa, and his suitcase had been opened.

His down jacket, wallet and mobile phone were all taken.

It was still dark, and Lin didn't care whether it was cold or not, so he ran outside in a sweater. Song Lin hadn't stepped out of the nursing home in the past six years, and the streets here had been transformed beyond recognition. Far.

A siu mai shop at the alley had already opened, and Lin Wu hurriedly asked, "Hi, have you seen my mother? She's hunched over in a red sweater."

The shopkeeper pointed him in the direction and said, "I just left and asked me if the Jinyue mansion was demolished."

Lin didn't suddenly realize that it seemed that Song Lin was in a normal mind when she ran away. There was a friend of hers in the Jinyue Mansion, who used to work with Song Lin in the theater, and later took drugs together. When Lin was a child, she had no money to smoke, so she was going there The family rubbed against each other a little bit, and even said to Lin: "When you have money, you can support your mother."

However, when Lin ran out of money, the first thing he did was to send Song Lin to a nursing home.

Where did his family live, so he had to knock on the door one by one, and then ask if anyone knew that family.For a long time, his mouth was parched, and he sat on the stairs exhausted. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, making him shiver, but he didn't take shelter from the wind, but just folded his arms and buried his head.

At this time, he heard a man say: "The person you mentioned died five years ago, and the house was paid to me in order to get the goods. What do you want to do with her?"

Lin didn't follow the sound immediately, and the door of an underground garage was ajar, when he heard Song Lin say, "Brother, I'm Song Lin, her good friend, don't you know me?"

"Song Lin? I haven't seen you for several years. I think you are gone."

"No, my son asked me to live in a nursing home for six years." Song Lin said, "Do you still have the goods here?"

"Look, my boss is coming here to check it himself, and it's very troublesome to ship. Why are you going to relapse again?"

"I'll give you the money now, you, look at this, be flexible, this wallet is made of real leather, if you don't believe me, touch it."

"Hey, where did this luxury come from? It doesn't look like it. Your son is quite rich, yes, the money in the nursing home is not cheap, or you will be sent to the drug rehabilitation center, but there is only a card in the bag. Here we only Take cash, or transfer money on the spot."

The man wanted to let go, but Lin didn't intend to call the police, only to find that his phone was still with Song Lin, standing at the door trying to interrupt their deal, when his phone rang.

Originally, the default ringtone was not recognizable at all. With Song Heyan's blessing, that person was overwhelmed with narcissism after recording the new song, and forcibly changed Lin Mei's ringtone to his Guiwailanghao.If it weren't for this, it would be impossible for Lin to hesitate a little more.

Without knowing how many drug dealers are in the room, or whether they have guns, such impulsiveness is tantamount to courting death. He is no longer the little boy who is not threatening to others wherever he goes.

At this moment, he turned from disappointment to anger, kicked the door and shouted: "Song Lin! Come out!"

Song Lin quickly closed the door tightly, and hurriedly said: "Look who is calling my son, borrow, borrow some money!"

"Fuck, Song Lin, can you be kind to me, are you simply lying to me when you leave the hospital to visit grandpa and grandma's grave?" Lin Bu was so angry that the sound of his own heart was beating wildly in his ears, and cursed.

"Xie Zaiyuan, hey, who is your son? I also know Mr. Xie."

"If you're a celebrity, maybe you've seen his plays!"

At the same time that person said Xie Zaiyuan's name, Lin Mei clenched his fists and hit the door, his knuckles were bleeding immediately, and warned: "Song Lin! Song Lin, how dare you borrow it..."

For a moment, he couldn't think of anything that could threaten Song Lin. Under normal circumstances, Song Lin wanted to see Lin Zhengwang the most. When she was addicted, even Lin Zhengwang stood aside. She had no idea about other things.

Lin didn't let go of the strength in his hand, his eyes were red, this feeling of shame and anger mixed with grievance made him very weak, he spoke so lightly that only he could hear clearly, said: "Don't tell him."

"Mr. Xie, um, I'm Lin Mei's mother, and I want to borrow some money from you," Song Lin said.

She is no longer young, she looks as old as 60 years old, her hair is all white, she smoked early, her former appearance has been eroded away, and her voice is very hoarse, even if she wants to speak loudly now, Also sounds weird.

If she was willing to open the door, she would find that Lin Mei was almost kneeling outside the door, and when she said this, her face was pale and trembling.

"Yes, yes, it's okay to play on this card. It's just that Lin didn't buy some gadgets. He made a lot of money, so he will give you the money later." Song Lin said with a smile, this is the only thing she has done in the past few days. laugh.

After 5 minutes, the man said: "I haven't called yet. I think you are a liar. You can go home quickly. Isn't your son waiting for you outside?"

"There is another way." Another person in the underground garage spoke.

Lin Mei stayed where he was, straightened up and wished he could leave Song Lin and go by himself. The door was opened by the scar-faced man, beckoning him to come in.

His right hand was bleeding, and he stared at Song Lin without moving. Song Lin shrank back in fear, looked at his scarred hand, and said, "Your mother is about to die, so don't let me take a breath before she dies."

This sentence has been often said by Lin Wu since he was a child. Lin Wu sneered, then looked at the person sitting and smoking in the innermost place, and shouted: "Mr. Fang."

A thought flashed through his mind, does Xie Zaiyuan know this person is involved in the underworld?I have to tell Xie Zaiyuan.

"Auntie, if I had known that your son was Lin Mo, I wouldn't have let you take even one piece of goods." Mr. Fang said, "He even offended my lover a few days ago, making him embarrassing."

Before Song Lin could react, Mr. Fang said again: "But I changed my mind. I want to know the access code of Xie Zaiyuan's house. You can ask, and I will give you all of this library."

His tone was ambiguous, and Song Lin asked Lin Mei in a daze: "What's the relationship between Xie Zaiyuan and you? Do you still know his password?"

Relieved, she dropped her phone to the ground and asked almost screamingly, "What does Xie Zaiyuan have to do with you!"

Lin didn't go over to hold her and said, "Go, go back."

Under the great emotional ups and downs, Song Lin passed out as soon as she was pulled by him. Leaning on him, Lin was not really too thin, as if she was about to be broken.

Mr. Fang thought he would be dragged and swayed, but he carried Song Lin on his back steadily, without any embarrassment or embarrassment. The wound on the back of his white hand was deep enough to see the bone, which made people tremble with fear, but also had a cruel beauty.

"Hello." Mr. Fang called him.

As if he didn't hear it, he opened the door quietly and left.

It's not far from the old alley, his mother fell asleep on his back, snoring halfway.

Lin didn't carry his mother home, and gently put her down on the sofa, and casually threw his down jacket aside.

Whether he became a psychopath first and then became an addict, or the other way around, Lin couldn't remember, anyway, he didn't want to be serious with Song Lin.

He was so tired that he sat on a chair and rubbed his knees, then briefly sterilized his right hand, and then carefully wiped away the tears Song Lin left due to excitement, Song Lin's crow's feet were still wet Water stains, she fell into a deep sleep, unaware that Lin was not helping her wipe her face, and muttered from time to time, "Little bastard, I should have killed you at that time."

In the evening, Song Lin was probably hungry, and she regained her consciousness, and ate takeaway with Lin Mei. At this time, she became cautious again, and secretly looked at Lin Mei's expression.

After eating the takeaway, he fell into a coma again. His mother's state was not right, she was either sleeping or hyperactive. She was rarely normal, and seemed to be constantly overdrawing the little bit of physical strength left.

He didn't mind the cold outside. He sat on the steps and burned a cigarette. His mobile phone was smashed by Song Lin. He wanted to repair it, but he couldn't find the time. Song Lin's mental state was not very good, so he didn't dare to leave. too far.

Asked the neighbor to borrow an old cell phone, intending to lie to Xie Zaiyuan that he lost his mobile phone, but he looked at the moon and called Xie Zaiyuan.

Back in the house, he saw that Song Lin was rubbing her hands and face again. Lin didn't know that her addiction had come up again, and planned to tie her up, but Song Lin shed tears at him and said, "I've been tied up for so long, can you stop tying her up?" Yes, you can lock the door."

Lin looked at her blankly for a while, not seeing her for six years made him soft-hearted, and silently threw the rope in the corner, but when Song Lin became addicted, she looked completely different.

First she yelled, and then the dishes and furniture were thrown all over the floor. Song Lin hugged his arm tightly like a piece of driftwood. words to scold him.

"Password! Give me the password!" Song Lin rubbed her nose and tears on the sofa, and the hand that was holding his arm turned around and strangled his neck as if desperate for life.

He knew the password, 19921017, which happened to be the day after his birthday, but he had selfish intentions, even if it was just a trap to test his relationship with Xie Zaiyuan, he would not give it.

What if it hurts Xie Zaiyuan?Even one ten thousandth, he would not allow it.

He touched a piece of hardware with his waving hands, which might be a teacup. He already had tinnitus, but he gave up all resistance and let go of the handle as if masochistic.

He even thought, if he strangles me, he will pay off everything.He has also suffered so much for so many years about the unresolved debts between mother and son, and at worst he would give her his life.

"Who are you, Xie Zaiyuan? Damn it, I'm your mother!" Song Lin growled incoherently, her voice hoarse, "Aren't you being played like a fucking duckling! Don't do such nasty things ! What’s the password, what’s the password?”

Lin didn't struggle to look at her, couldn't make a sound, and squeezed out some breath sounds from his throat. He said in his heart how many people wanted to hug him or help him, but he didn't even blink his eyes. Xie Zaiyuan was an exception, just because he likes.

In addition to liking, there is another prerequisite. He is unique in front of Xie Zaiyuan. He is not a vase for venting desires, nor is he a bargaining chip for comparison. He exists in his own appearance. Laugh, no need to put on airs, no need to be anyone's shadow.

However, others misunderstand and look down on me, so you can't treat me as an individual.He wanted to laugh, but his throat was tightly strangled, making it difficult to even breathe.

A neighbor knocked on the door and said, "In the middle of the night, you don't sleep, we have to sleep! Lin Mei, what password, can you tell your mother!"

If he doesn't give it, he just won't give it, even if he coaxes Song Lin.

Twitching slightly due to lack of oxygen, Lin didn't lift his neck, he told himself to calm down, calm down, Xie Zaiyuan will be back the day after tomorrow.

Sometimes he feels that he is also a little sick, but fortunately, Xie Zaiyuan is his medicine.

Gradually, she couldn't feel anything else, Song Lin suddenly trembled, her consciousness came to her senses, she cried and said to him, "Xiao Mo, don't be deceived, I'm so scared."

Lin Mei's eyes went black for a while, and he didn't know whether it was madness or last words.

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Seeing the sound of fighting inside, the neighbors were so frightened that the children in the alley were all crying together. Fearing that they would die, they worked together to tear down the small door.

The woman fell to the side and remained motionless, while Lin Bu coughed as if he was about to cough out his lungs. He bid farewell to his mother amid uncontrollable choking noises. The neighbor helped him up and sat on the sofa, and began to discuss his neck and right hand.

Lin didn't watch Song Lin being carried out of the house, her lips moved, then she bent over, covered her face and said something briefly, the sentence was so vague that the suspicious neighbors couldn't understand what he said.

He couldn't be hugged by Xie Zaiyuan, couldn't be comforted by Xie Zaiyuan, and couldn't get through to Xie Zaiyuan's phone, his voice changed slightly because he was too scared, and he said over and over again: Xie Zaiyuan, what should I do.

The author has something to say: Thanks to Shen Mingxiao, FLOWEROAD, Chao Chengmo, vicky, Shi Ren, Wan Ge. Yu Liang°, An Bifang w, Lin Jingyun, Chao Chengmo for throwing thunder 233