He's sickly in control

All actions are impermanent, all dharmas have no self, and Nirvana is peaceful.

—— "Agama Sutra"

"That cat under the roadside bridge."

"How many people have not seen it."

"Little flesh-colored feet, copper bells like agate."

"The tramp gave it his milk..."

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She noticed the boy who was silent at the side, so she clapped her hands and said slowly, "Children, rest for a while, and remember to wash your hands before eating later." Her eyes narrowed into a crescent, and her smile was pure.

Yuan Rou walked up to the little boy, squatted down to be level with him, and asked, "Does little Lu Zhou not like singing?"

Lu Zhou raised his head and stared at the person in front of him with narrow eyes, then lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "I don't like it."

The corners of Yuan Rou's mouth raised slightly like ripples, "So is Xiao Lu Zhou very annoying?"

The dull and reticent little boy shook his head after some thought. He didn't seem to be particularly annoying.

A little boy with a baby face rushed over from the side, put his hands on Lu Zhou's shoulders and laughed loudly, "Sister Rou, ignore this wooden stake and play with me, I am much more fun than him."

Yuan Rou smiled, but slightly bent her fingers and tapped on his forehead.

Fu Chen pretended to be seriously injured and dizzy and swayed, "I can't do it, I'm dizzy, quick, help me up."

Lu Zhou shook off the hand on his shoulder and went back to his room.

He stared at the crow perched on the branch outside the window. It had dark feathers and a sharp beak. Lu Zhou couldn't help but frowned, and there was no hidden disgust in his eyes.

"You don't like crows?" Yuan Rou asked from the side.

"I knocked on the door, little Lu Zhou, you didn't hear me." Yuan Rou continued.

Lu Zhou nodded, he was obviously not tall but he was more mature than children of the same age, "Dean, I think it's time for me to leave."

As soon as Yuan Rou patted him heavily on the head, she pretended to be a mature kid, "You learn from Fu Chen and call me sister Rou."

Seeing that he was still silent, Yuan Rou felt as if a water-soaked sponge had been stuffed into her heart. He had been here for six or seven years, and he became more reticent and silent every year.

"Do you hate crows?" She obviously wanted to change the subject.

"Hate." Two short words spit out from his mouth, and even the tone was undisguised disgust.

"Will anyone still like it?" Lu Zhou raised his head and looked at Yuan Rou and said, looking at her quietly.

Like her name, Yuan Rou explained softly, "Yes, anyway, I don't hate it. There used to be a saying that crows feed back, and there is a special crow festival in Nepal."

Lu Zhou said, "Maybe I was pecked by it when I was a child, so no matter how good it is, I can't like it."

Yuan Rou raised her hand and touched his head, saying, "Crows like things that reflect light. They not only like to peck eyes, but also like to peck other people's ear holes."

"Dean, don't let it peck your eyes, it hurts."

"...Call my sister."

The cicadas in summer began to chatter like in previous years.

Lu Zhou sat under a tree in his washed white clothes and quietly read a book. The book was full of numbers that looked like ants.

"What do you think it's all about numbers?" Yuan Shu snatched the book from his hand and flipped it left and right.

"Give it back to me." Lu Zhou looked impatient.

"Here, here you are." Yuan Shu angrily threw the book to him, he was going to explode with anger now, every time I teased him, he would be so virtuous, I couldn't help but play with it.

But his anger came and went quickly, and it didn't take long before he asked cheekily again, "What are you looking at?"

"PI."

"..." Yuan Shu curled his lips, what's so interesting about this?A bunch of numbers, "What's the use of this? I can't remember it."

"I can." Lu Zhou said out loud.

"..." The corner of Yuan Shu's mouth twitched fiercely, and he was speechless for a moment, forget it, he didn't care about it like him, Yuan Shu pursed his lips, and said sullenly, "My sister asked me to call you over to take a picture. "

On this day, the summer is just right, and the wind is smooth.

Under the big tree surrounded by four people outside the gate of the orphanage, there are many green leaves, which shade the sun. Occasionally, the hot wind kisses the skin affectionately, and the broken sunlight shines through the gaps in the tree.

The time is pleasant.

Yuan Rou set up the camera, asked the three of them to pose, and hurried up with ten seconds left.

Fu Chen stood next to Lu Zhou, and next to Lu Zhou was Yuan Shu who was about to laugh into a rotten flower, and beside Yuan Shu was Pingping Tingting's sister Rou.

After taking the photo, Yuan Shu kept cursing Lu Zhou meanly, he was a wooden stump, expressionless, with a cold face, but was caught by Yuan Rou and beat him up.

Fu Chen looked at the three people in front of him, smiled and persuaded the fight, but couldn't stop twisting Yuan Shu.

Yuan Shu cried "Ouch" in pain.

Everyone's smiling face under the sun is an unpolluted river, crystal clear and sparkling.

Later, there was only half of this photo left, and it was tightly clamped in Fu Chen's personal leather bag. He had picked up this yellowed photo many times at night, and looked at it again and again. Although the face and mouth are closed into a slit, the hidden smile in the eyes is clearly different from usual, which cannot be hidden.

The mouth can sometimes deceive, but the stars in the eyes can escape.

Days passed, beads were strung, threads were woven, and finally a gorgeous, lice-infested robe was knitted.

Lu Zhou had just celebrated his 15th birthday with them.

The dean gave him a small wooden boat that he made together, and Fu Chen personally made him a cake, although it was not satisfactory and not delicious.Yuan Shu gave him a book full of numbers, and he continued to babble, saying that I wouldn't give you any presents if it wasn't for the sake of helping me with my tutoring.

Fu Chen curled his lips aside, and said very mercilessly, "Pretentious."

"..." Yuan Shu said that I don't bother to argue with you.

After leaving the orphanage, the smile on Yuan Shu's face gradually froze, feeling uneasy in his heart.

A few days ago, the money his sister gave him to pay his tuition fees was stolen while taking the bus, and now the school is rushing him so hard that his feet are as if they have been filled with lead, making it difficult for him to move.

Rows of lights on the side of the road cast his shadow obliquely. He was really embarrassed to ask his sister for it again. Yuan Shu knew that his sister's life was no better than hers. To support the family, the mother who has breast cancer and has been tested, his tuition and living expenses, each is not a small amount.

He stopped at an underground casino in front of the door with heavy steps, remembering the method of rolling dice that Lu Zhou had mentioned to him not long ago.

in a moment.

To enter or not to enter.

Many gray pictures passed in front of him one by one.

Yuan Shu had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fingers tightly, and walked in alone, blending into the misty and misty night.

He rolled the dice to compare the big and small, winning more and losing less. Yuan Shu was very smart, if he won three consecutive games, he would not stay on this table for fear of being targeted.

But he was still being watched. When he kicked his legs and was held hostage by two majestic men in black until he couldn't resist, he realized that he might be in big trouble.

He was caught in a small box.

Inside, there was a man sitting lazily on the sofa, with his legs crossed on the table, and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

He looks like a big man, majestic and majestic, with brown eyes that give people a supreme sense of oppression, a hooked nose, and thin lips.

Yuan Shu felt a sense of intimidation as if he had just been picked up from the water and could not breathe freely, so he swallowed involuntarily.

"Are you messing with me today?" The man finally spit out a sentence.

"I...I didn't." Yuan Shu's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, he justified himself.

"I have observed you. You are very talented and smart. Although you have lost a few games, I know it was on purpose. You can't hide it from me." Slowly exhaling layers of smoke rings, he directly smashed out the burning cigarette butt in the palm of his hand, as if he didn't feel the pain.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Shu's eyes widened instantly. He felt as if the cigarette butt was pressed heavily on his palm. The pain was so numb that his heart was trembling, and his legs began to twitch uncontrollably. , this man...

Yuan Shu quickly took out the wad of money from his pocket, and was so flustered that he shook out a few cash notes, "I can, I can give you all the money."

The man threw the cigarette butt aside casually, and said, "Do you think it's the money that I care about? Do you think the only thing you won from me is the money?" His eyes were dark like a snake in the ditch, with cold light and poison, assisting Zhenyou walked towards him, pinched his chin, and sneered, "Let me tell you, what you won from me is reputation, how will you pay it back?"

The room was silent for a while, and Yuan Shu felt that his head was so heavy that he lost the ability to think, what should he do, what should he do when he is in prison.

"Why don't you serve others with your beauty, and I'll let you go when I'm comfortable?" Yuan Shu seemed to put a gun next to his ear, and his face turned pale and extremely ugly for a moment.

He forced a smile, "I won't."

Fuzuo Zhenyou lightly picked up the porcelain cup of sake on the table, took a sip, shrugged and smiled, and said, "You will, first introduce yourself, my name is Fuzuo Zhenyou."

These four words seemed to place a very destructive weapon in his heart, panic?

Yuan Shu's expression became even more frightened when he heard this, and he panicked. He fell to the ground, knelt beside him, and begged, "Please, please, let me go."

He dragged his trousers like a rack and repeated his request. He grabbed the last straw floating on the coast, but his body sank deeper and deeper in the bottom of the sea like cotton soaked in water.

Assistant Zhenyou pulled him up, and whispered beside him like a sympathizer, "Be good, I'll take you to have fun."

Yuan Shu resisted crazily, resisting with both feet, but he was too weak, he was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, in front of this man in front of him, he was as weak as an ant, and he assisted Zhenyou to grab his head , Straight to the table and knocked heavily on it.

Yuan Shu tried his best to avoid it, but there was nowhere to hide. He became decadent as if accepting his fate, and no longer resisted. He helped Zhenyou loosen his hand, and hugged him, with a hoarse voice, "I know You will be good." He smiled and kissed his eyelids, and said again, "After all, you are afraid of pain."