Wildfire Mambo

Jian Zhuo fixed his eyes under the scattered bangs, only saw a thin man standing in front of him holding a wooden stick, his figure fainted under the pale corridor lights, his chest heaving violently.When the man saw the blood spots Jian Zhuo splashed on the ground, he seemed to shrink his pupils in fear, but tried his best to suppress all these emotions.

Grabbing the man's momentary loss of consciousness, Jian Zhuo endured the pain and stretched out his hand to grab the man's collar and punched him in the abdomen, and then kicked the man down with his legs. He was light in weight, and he couldn't hold back and struggled crazily People, Jian Zhuo frowned and snatched the wooden stick in the man's hand and threw it far away to the stairs to the side. The sound of the wooden stick rolling down the stairs made a mysterious sound in the empty corridor. echo.

"Woman...?" Jian Zhuo saw this person's appearance clearly, "Is it sick!?"

The short-haired girl lay on the dusty ground and looked at Jian Zhuo. The large black sweater seemed to be of poor quality, and a big mouth was opened in the pull. She breathed heavily, "You are so unlucky. I also said If I can’t wait for you today, I’ll go back.”

"Who the hell are you? Did I fucking provoke you?" Jane hissed in pain, but the injury probably wasn't serious, and the reason it looked horrific was probably because the skin behind the ear was covered by the rough fibers of the wooden stick A cut was made, which shows that this woman really doesn't have any experience in murder. Wouldn't it be possible to push him into the morgue with a little force on the cervical spine?

The girl turned her head slightly, and stopped looking directly at Jian Zhuo. This move undoubtedly made Jian Zhuo more annoyed. He reached out and pulled the girl's collar vigorously, "Speak up! If you don't say anything, I'll call 110."

"You call, I'll call rape when you come." The girl spoke again, speaking with a strong regional accent.

"My **** mother... is sick, right?" Jian Zhuo felt his head was a little groggy, and the whole frame of vision seemed to be shaking.He held the girl down, reached out to touch the cell phone in his pocket, and wanted to call the police, but he didn't expect that the girl suddenly struggled desperately, and with a wave of her arm, his cell phone fell to the ground.

Jian Zhuo was annoyed, and grabbed the girl's wrist, but heard the girl yelling at him with a tearing voice: "Chen Hao made my dad jailed for 15 years!"

"...What Chen Hao?" Jian Zhuo frowned, "What are you talking about?"

The girl stared, as if she wanted to keep the tears that were swirling in her eyes from shedding, "That policeman...Jian Feng, he is your father, I know, I know it all. They may think that their identity has not been revealed at all, but that day in When I came home from school, he became a drug addict at my house. I saw the train ticket he bought with my own eyes. His name is Jian Feng. His name is Jian Feng. It turned out that his name was not Chen Hao. Later, I met you outside the court , when you were fighting with my brother, the person next to you came to pull you, calling you Jian Zhuo, I knew you must have something to do with Jian Feng. What are you arresting... My dad is just working under that person, just a part-time job Ah. You can't find evidence, you can't catch him, so let my dad take the blame?"

The girl paused for a while, then suddenly became calm: "My mother had a funeral the day before yesterday. There is no money for medical treatment, where is the money? You confiscated all the money. My brother can do nothing but gamble, so I do a lot of work, but the money is still Not enough, where can I find it... A few days before she left, she said to me, "We are not going to treat the disease, you save the money to go back to study", at that moment, I was thinking, why our life has become like this look."

"Why?" The girl looked up at Jian Zhuo again, and asked again.

Jian Zhuo looked down at her, unable to say anything for a while, the blood overflowing from the wound congealed into one piece, sticking the two thin short-sleeve collars together.

"You guys are living so well after killing us like this, why!" The girl struggled crazily again, hitting Jian Zhuo non-stop, although it was just some meaningless attacks, for some reason, Jian Zhuo didn't fight back, But she soon stopped moving, collapsed on the ground, covered her face with one arm, and wailed suddenly as if collapsing, sad emotions overflowed everywhere, mixed with vague echoes burst open.

The doctor told him that there was nothing wrong with the CT scan, but he himself just felt dizzy and a little nauseous, maybe this was a concussion that hadn't reached the critical value, Jian Zhuo thought.He was holding the report and sitting on the seat in the inspection area, the black and white film reflected in his dark pupils, but his mind was still full of the girl's helpless tears.

Fuck, why did this happen to him.

In fact, he also thinks that a person like himself is really funny. He should be completely classified as a victim no matter what point of view he stands on, but he finally let the girl go, even if the girl arrives Before leaving, he was still telling him a very vulgar sentence "You will definitely regret today's decision" with a sharp weapon you picked up.

It is clear that he is more qualified than anyone else to say the three words "why".He could also pinch the girl's neck and say that Jian Feng even lost his life because of your bad deeds, and ruined a family that should have been happy.

He Jian Zhuo is not a kind character, but he feels that the image of a person is never a single side, just like the girl's father must not be a good person, but this does not affect him to be a good father, he does not need to put his own Forcibly placing his vision on someone else, wouldn't he be the same person as that girl if he did anything again?

And when it comes to girls, he really can't do it, she looks younger than him.Jian Zhuo felt that if he changed to another man, he would show the level of taekwondo that he had been learning throughout his youth, and beat that man to pieces first, and then talk about the rest.

After treating the wound in the emergency department, as if he suddenly remembered it, he called Jian Feng's colleague, Lao Li, and talked about it. He heard the orderly order "reduce going out alone, Please contact me at any time", and asked him to go to the police station to make a record, Jian Zhuo had no choice but to respond casually, thinking in his heart that it would be better not to say this, and he didn't have the desire to go alone.What could a girl do with him?

The hospital is always bustling with people coming and going in front of him. This is probably a geomantic treasure that triggers sensibility. After falling in love, every time he goes to the hospital alone, he feels that he will become especially hypocritical.He looked at the gate covered in night, and suddenly remembered that there were fireworks outside when Zhou Shuchen brought him to the emergency department last time. There are romantic miracles happening everywhere.

Just like sometimes in Shanghai Jian Zhuo is not used to sleeping in a hotel, Zhou Shuchen will use his stethoscope at home to connect to a loudspeaker to broadcast his heart sounds. The drum solo, as if reappearing those nights when he slept on Zhou Shuchen's chest.

Jian Zhuo stared down at the mottled bruises on his arms, and begged Zhou Shuchen not to come back before these marks disappeared.However, there is a high probability that he will not be able to wait for Zhou Shuchen, after all, he will go back to Shanghai tomorrow night, no, to be exact, it should be tonight.

He sat in the lobby of the emergency department all night, and he didn't realize that it seemed to be dawn until the uncle who was talking to him finished the last bottle of fluid.When Jian Zhuo was alone, it seemed that Jian Zhuo was slowly overwhelmed with fear. He lowered his head and sent messages to the chat interface with Zhou Shuchen every now and then, although he didn't know what he could say. It was too complicated and too complicated for him to talk about, and he didn't want to absorb unnecessary worries, so he had to express some expressions, although he knew that Zhou Shuchen might still be sleeping at this time.

Anxious car horns have gradually sounded outside, breakfast vendors selling snacks outside the hospital have also begun to sell, and the city seems to have resumed operations. These pyrotechnic sounds inexplicably make the hypocritical loneliness embedded in Jian Zhuo's heart successfully diluted a lot.The screen that was smashed into spider webs suddenly lit up, and after he was bombarded with a lot of colorful and unknown emoji, at [-]:[-], Zhou Shuchen replied to his message, and there were only two hug emojis that came with WeChat, Seeing Jian Zhuo sitting alone on the steel chair, his eyes turned red.

What should I do, he really wanted to hug Zhou Shuchen.

After posting hundreds of weird expressions, other people would definitely think that he is a complete psychopath. Probably only Zhou Shuchen in this world would understand that he is not simply idle and flustered.