【Miying】Zero

Alfred put his mobile phone on the co-pilot seat and never locked the screen. During the driving, he often glanced at it from the corner of his eye to check whether the mysterious person continued to send emails to his mailbox.He has received no less than five emails about Arthur, the first two are Arthur's sleeping face and an ambiguous address.The next three are pictures of Arthur as a child, from cute bunny pajamas as a toddler to navy shorts as a child.The last one surprised him very much. Arthur was wearing a black leather jacket with shiny oranges all over his belt. His face was as pale as paper, as if he hadn’t seen the sun for a long time. There was still some dark red lip gloss left on his thin lips. Tuo is like a punk boy wandering the streets.

Alfred frowned all the time, and now he realized that he didn't know anything about Arthur. It was hard for him to think that Arthur had such a punk experience.What made him even more confused was who was the mysterious person who sent the email. The other party should have been prepared, otherwise it would be impossible to simply show the photos of Arthur from childhood to adulthood. Did he want to kidnap Arthur?Why neither conditions nor ransom was demanded.What exactly does he want...

Alfred thought about it all the way, until he drove the car to the location mentioned in the mail, the sixth mail still hadn't arrived.He opened the door, and the salty sea breeze rushed in, mixed with the smell of various oils, which became particularly unpleasant after being exposed to the sun all day.

There was a sudden meowing of cats on the phone, followed by a grinning "idiot". After listening carefully, it turned out to be Arthur's voice. Even he himself did not know when this sentence was heard by Alfred. Recorded as a ringtone.

Alfred quickly picked up the phone and pressed the connect button, and anxiously asked many questions: "Arthur?! Where are you now, are you okay?"

Hearing this series of questions, the other party let out a loud and exaggerated laugh, each of which was like a fingernail scratching on the glass, so sharp that it made people want to drop the phone.

"Who are you?" Alfred's voice became grim. He put his hand on the car door, raised his head and looked around, trying to find out who was on the phone. This female voice was familiar to him, but it was certainly not a beautiful memories.

"You're a good boy, very good in every way, but why are you pestering Arthur?"

"Huh?" Alfred felt a little ridiculous, "Who the hell are you?"

"It seems that you really lost your memory? But it doesn't matter, you don't need to remember me. Your task is just to give Arthur a child. This child and Arthur will be with me forever. He shouldn't have you in his future The presence."

Alfred laughed angrily at these brash words. He took a mobile phone and looked at the surrounding environment. This is the largest port in City W. There are countless merchant ships and cargo ships docking every day, either disembarking or disembarking passengers, or Loading and unloading cargo.And the place where he is standing now is the warehouse area, the gates are locked all around, and he is the only one standing alone on the road leading to the dock.

"Where did you take Arthur?" Alfred asked sharply, his tone full of anger. He listened carefully to the voice from the microphone, but found that there was no other clue except for the shrill female voice Let him know where the other party is at the moment.

"Hahaha, are you angry?" The other party obviously enjoyed Alfred's anger at the moment, and her tone was full of gloating, "Didn't I give you the address a long time ago? I'm afraid it's a trap and dare not go there? If you still want to see Arthur, that address is your only choice."

Alfred wanted to continue asking questions, but the other party hung up the phone before him, "Fuck!" He called back Arthur's mobile phone number, and the other party had already shut down, which made him helpless and fell into a passive situation. Under the circumstances, he could only follow the man's instructions and walk to the address displayed in the email.

Alfred counted the house numbers, walked to the back door of a dilapidated warehouse, and carefully observed the surrounding environment. The corners of the warehouse were covered with weeds, and the window frames were rusted. They must have not been used for a long time. It was full of dust, with a smell of dilapidation and death floating in it.He turned around and walked to the main entrance. He first noticed that the door was locked with thick iron chains, and later found that the entire door was covered with dense strings of numbers, most of which repeated several numbers.He was taken aback for a moment, then trembled all over, his breathing became short of breath, he clenched his fists tightly, and his knuckles made crackling noises.

—these are the times when his parents and close friends passed away.

Alfred's headache started again, like a knife grinding a blood vessel, each stroke was slow and full of viciousness, making him a little unsteady in standing.The phone rang again, and Alfred threw the phone on the ground fiercely, kicked towards the warehouse door, and made a "bang-dang" sound.Then he casually picked up an iron rod from the ground, put it on the thick iron chain that locked the two-page door, and twisted it vigorously, trying to break the iron chain.

The phrase "idiot" in the ringtone Riaser is referring to Alfred at this moment. He is always so stupid, even though misfortunes always happen to him, and his whole body is hurt by the hateful reality. , but he still threw himself down in spite of himself, chasing that warm and faint happiness.

"Arthur! Are you in there!"

Arthur, who was still struggling on the ground, heard Alfred's yell, and became even more anxious. He moved his hands faster, and stroked the thick hemp rope with a small iron block. He could feel the restraints on his hands begin to loosen. It's loose, just a little faster, a little faster, he can break free and see Alfred.

Arthur's face was flushed with anxiety, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his entire back was about to be wet with sweat.He has never tried so hard to pursue someone and want to accomplish something.He finally understood that the past self had never been free from Mary's control. The so-called "rebellion" in the past was actually causing some small damage to this awkward parent-child relationship. But he was out of Mary's control, in fact he was still shrouded under Mary's influence, and Mary was still controlling his thoughts in an invisible place.

But this time was different, Arthur gritted his teeth and continued to cut the hemp rope with a small iron piece.He likes Alfred, and being with Alfred is his ultimate goal, and getting rid of Mary is just to clear the only obstacle on this road.

Mary could no longer influence his decisions.

Arthur swiped hard, and the small iron piece finally cut through the hemp rope, and the tip pierced Arthur's left wrist, and hot blood sprayed out instantly, but he had no time to take care of these trivial matters.He propped himself up with his good right hand, and quickly stood up, ignoring the temporary paralysis caused by the non-circulation of blood that had been tied down on the ground for a long time, and ran towards the door with a limp, "Alf Red! Here I am!"

Arthur grabbed the doorknob and pushed it vigorously, only to find that the door was unlocked.Before he had time to be happy, he saw a small car running fast not far away, the friction between the tires and the ground kicked up a cloud of dust, and its target direction was definitely the warehouse opposite Arthur.And standing there now was someone Arthur would never forget.

"Alfred! Run!" Arthur rushed towards Alfred with all his strength, crying loudly.