Dangerous game

Someone from Zhou Ming's hometown came to take care of the funeral. This was the first time Jiangbei saw his parents. They looked older than their actual age. The idiot said that they were not yet sixty.

His mother must have been crying all the way here, her eyes swollen into red walnuts, she occasionally gathered light on Jiang Bei, and shouted in a high-pitched voice: "Sin! Let him not marry a man, let him not marry a man—"

The father was dull and speechless, holding a cigarette in his cracked hand that had experienced countless winds and frosts, squatting in the corner and smoking one after another.

On the second day of the new year, the sound of firecrackers outside the window came and went, booming.

Jiang Bei leaned on the head of the bed, half-closed his mouth, his already thin cheeks were sunken even more, his eyes were no longer bright, and turned into two large hollow holes.He was biting his fingernails, trembling all over his body, only his right hand still had a little strength in his whole body, and he tightly pinched the iPhone.

"Good man, what a crime--" his mother stamped her feet, her eyes wet again.

"What are you crying for?" His father frowned and shouted.

"Ah——" the woman cried even louder, with the soles of her cotton shoes rubbing against the floor, she ran over to beat Jiangbei, "Broom star! Give me back my son! You give me back my son!"

His father was still smoking, and when he glanced at it slightly, the corners of his eyes twitched even more.

After beating enough, the woman stopped crying and panting, Jiang Bei's face was scratched with two fingernail marks, which were printed on the blue-gray face, which was very ugly.

For two days, his eyelids hadn't been closed for a moment, his stomach was empty, and his body finally collapsed, like a wooden stake, he fell down on the bed all of a sudden.

This sleep was very deep, and when he woke up, his mother was sitting by the bed, wearing a camel turtleneck sweater that Jiang Bei bought for her the year before last.

The familiar color brought him back to the real world, Jiang Bei stared at the camel color, and murmured "Mom".

The voice was very low, and floated out tremblingly from his mouth, like an old man in his twilight, it seemed that he needed a lot of strength to exhale.

Jiang's mother was strong, touched her son's curly hair, and said: "You are hungry, there is some porridge in the kitchen, and mother will get you a bowl."

Jiang Bei nodded to his mother, his chapped and pale lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.

For the next three days, Mother Jiang stayed with her son in a rented house, shopping for vegetables and cooking, always pulling him by her side to watch, not daring to leave for a moment, for fear that her son would be overwhelmed and do something stupid.

The mobile phone was held by Jiang Bei in his hand, he held it with his left hand when he slept, and he also held it with his left hand when eating, and it had grown together with his flesh and blood.

Let me rest again, just two days.He said to himself in his heart.

Two days later, he was going to find the witness who had left him a number in the hospital.

Can't run away.

Jiang Bei always said this to himself. Sometimes he would stare at the ceiling in the middle of the night, and some strange words would come out of his throat, "If you can't escape, you will have to pay for your life."

Only at this time, his eyes would flicker with a strange light.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang's mother took her son home, and she was also tightly tied to her side, taking care of Jiangbei like a newborn baby.She put another bed in her bedroom, which was for her son to sleep in. It's hard for a woman in her 60s, and she can't sleep well at night. Even if there is a little rustle, she has to get up and take a look. To see if something happened to her son.

Jiang's mother was overwhelmed. After this incident, Jiangbei became more obedient than before. He could quietly stare at the ceiling all night, but in the middle of the night he always babbled nonsense that others could not understand.

Zhou Ming's parents have come to the house a few times to make trouble, and everyone in the neighborhood knows it - he killed his son in Jiangbei, a good young man, he died in a foreign land just like that. girl married and had children.It's not a broom star!

His parents broke into the house, threw plates and bowls, and even the LCD TV on the wall was smashed into holes by Huo Langlang. Jiang Bei was locked in the bedroom by his mother and was not allowed to come out. The woman was so strong that he called the police , This stopped the turmoil.

The orphans and widows who have lived here for nearly ten years have become the talk of the neighbors after dinner. Such a strong taste of the year can't stop their mouths. Jiang's mother covered her face and cried secretly behind her son's back: How will I live in the future!

Uncle Zhao came to the house frequently these days, bringing some homemade meals, and then said a few comforting words to Jiang's mother: bear with it, it will always pass, and you must take care of Xiaobei carefully.

Jiang Bei was lying on the bed and listening to them whispering in the living room, his expression was dull. He had already figured out when to contact that person, and then how to find out the murderer who killed Zhou Ming.

On the afternoon of the sixth day, Mother Jiang was scrubbing the bathtub in the bathroom. In just a short while, Jiang Bei ran out of the house alone.

The eyewitness changed his previous statement, refused to meet on the phone, and said he knew nothing.Jiang Bei asked him, what about the video of the car accident?The man answered better: what video?Where can I find a video of an accident that was not captured by surveillance?

Jiang Bei found the man's house, like a "shrew", banging on the anti-theft door, there were probably several people living in the house, everyone was angry, and gave him this ignorant villain through the door A little stern.

"You dare to knock again! We will call the police!"

Jiang Bei didn't listen, and slammed the door loudly. The marks made by the two nails on his face were scabbed, showing a bit of ferocity.

In the end, there was nothing to do, and the witness dragged him downstairs.

"What on earth do you want to do! I really don't know anything, so stop asking." The man was quite helpless.

Jiang Bei said coldly: "On New Year's Eve, you said you took a video, so I asked you, where is the video!"

The man glanced at Jiangbei, pursed his lips and said, "I deleted the video."

Jiang Bei didn't believe it at all, and continued: "Give me the video, or I'll come to pester you every day."

The man was completely dizzy at this point, and his remaining sympathy was completely exhausted, "Can you explain some reason, it's not me who bumped into someone, so what's the matter with you pestering me!"

Jiang Bei pulled an ugly smile and said gloomyly, "Everyone is dead, who do you want me to reason with..."

The man sighed, and said in a low voice, "It's not that I don't want to help you. The person who bumped into him was a rich second generation. A commoner like me can't afford it. I sent your husband to the hospital anyway, so don't make things difficult for me." gone."

Jiang Bei heard the mystery, grabbed the man's arm and asked, "Did he look for you?"

The man lowered his eyes, as a default.

"who is it!"

The man pursed his lips tightly and refused to reveal another word.

Jiang Bei snorted coldly: "Okay, then just wait, I'll come to your house tomorrow."

In the next few days, Jiang Bei reported on time every night, and the family was disturbed by him. They took out the brooms and drove them away. This was just to frighten Jiang Bei. , In the end, the police were not recruited.

"What's the matter with you? It's so late, what are you doing in front of other people's house!"

The police will only mediate on such trivial matters, and will not really arrest Jiang Bei in the cell.

"Hurry up and go home. It's late at night, if you don't sleep, others will still sleep."

Jiang Bei was always dull, he didn't listen to what the police said, he just squeezed in front and wanted to sneak into other people's homes.

"Hey, let's go, what are you doing nonsense!"

Two policemen pushed Jiang Bei out, one on the left and the other on the right. He kicked and beat him, and rubbed his feet on the ground, but refused to leave.But a person's strength is limited after all, and he was driven to the gate of the community in a short while.

"It's Chinese New Year, don't cause trouble, go home and stay well." The tall policeman breathed out white steam and greeted his companions, "Let's go, there is still something to do in the station."

Jiang Bei sat down by the flower bed at the entrance of the community with his head down, eating the big bread out of his pocket without any image. The night wind was still very cold, and he choked on the cold wind a few times, wondering if he was choking Stopped, tears fell down.

The crying of a man is completely different from that of a woman. It is heart-piercing, like a lone wolf in the desert, screaming and screaming. He cries louder and louder. Several families even open their windows to see: where is the psychosis coming from? ?

The witness came down later, and he handed Jiang Bei a tissue.

"Wipe it."

Jiang Bei ignored him, sat on the ground and continued to eat his big bread.He was really desperate. In this huge world, no one was willing to make decisions for his dead husband.

"It's ten o'clock soon, go home." The man is still a kind person.

The two were at a stalemate, and the man simply sat by the flower bed and stayed with Jiang Bei for a while.

"I deleted the video, I can't cause trouble for myself, listen to my advice, don't pursue it, this matter will not have any results."

Jiang Bei ate his last bite of bread, stood up, and felt really sad: What's the point of this world of mortals?The murderer who hit him was at large, but Zhou Ming, who was honest and honest, became a ghost in the underworld, and he couldn't even find a way to reincarnation.The innocent soul who died in vain wanders on the bridge of Naihe forever, who will go to the underworld to make decisions for him?People who rely on the sun?Do you rely on him, Jiangbei?

No, he is such a powerless and powerless little commoner, he will not be able to avenge the stupid big man in his life.

Jiang Bei left, leaving only a lonely figure behind.

Maybe it was the last bit of kindness, the man stopped Jiang Bei, "His name is Zheng Zihao, you go back and search the Internet, I really don't have the video, even if there is, I can't give it to you. Don't come to my house again, those people I can't afford it."

Jiang Bei turned his head and fixed his eyes on the young man under the moonlight.

"Zheng Zihao, a well-known son in the Beijing circle, has participated in "Liancheng", "Drunken Red Cliff" and other dramas. He is currently a signed artist of China Entertainment. "

Jiang Beizai read the concise and concise introduction three times.