Someone Speaks Ill of You

Flower lake, on the arch bridge.

The Beidao sisters were wearing black and white sailor suits, standing there gracefully, bathing in the evening sunset.

The wind blew the ripples of the lake and also blew their long hair.

This is a beautiful picture.

A passing boy stopped not far away, watching secretly, reluctant to leave.

But soon, someone broke the silence.

Luo Fei walked onto the arch bridge and looked at the sisters.

Beidao Yingxue greeted him.

Bei Dao's black pupil still stood in place, looking down at the cartoon in his hand.

"The captain is under review and heard that he was injured."

As soon as they met, Ying Xue Beijima said this sentence solemnly.

Luo Fei's expression changed: "What's the matter?"

Beidao Yingxue sighed, and said: "Today there was news from the branch that the captain had killed an awakened last night. The captain said that the man was an evil awakened, not only killing people, but also preparing to kill her. That’s why she did it. The branch executives are interrogating the captain. I heard that the captain was hit by a knife in the shoulder and the injury was very serious."

Luo Fei's face was ugly, and the events of last night appeared in his mind.

Beidao Yingxue looked at him and said, "The captain sent me a text message, telling me not to tell you about this. Although I don't know the reason, I think I should tell you."

Luo Fei looked up at her and said, "Do you know where the captain is now?"

Beidao Yingxue shook her head and said, "Luo, even if we know, we can't go. It won't help if we go. It will only make things worse and worsen the captain."

Luo Fei fell silent.

"Don't worry, the captain will be fine. I understand the captain's character, she will not kill for no reason, not to mention that the other party is an awakened. Now that she has done it, it means that the awakened has a reason to be killed. ."

Beidao Yingxue comforted.

"How soon can the review be completed?"

Luo Fei looked at her.

Beidao Yingxue thought for a while and said, "It can be as short as one day, and as long as one month."

Luo Fei's eyes flashed, he clenched his fists, and after a while, slowly let go.

He turned around and said, "Tell me if you have news. I should go home. See you tomorrow."

"see you tomorrow."

Beidao Yingxue lowered her head slightly.

Luo Fei got off the arch bridge and suddenly turned his head to look at her and said, "Thank you, Ying Xue."

Beidao Yingxue was slightly startled, a smile appeared on her face, and she bowed slightly.

Luo Fei got out of the school and got on the bus.

After getting off the train at the station, he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and instead of going home, he went to the monitor's house.

The monitor was not at home, and her father would only drink, so he must have no food to eat.

The squad leader suffered for him, and he must not sit idly by.

Wait two more days.

Two days later, if the squad leader does not come back, then he will look for her.

No matter where it is, he will find it.

Going upstairs and knocking on the door a few times, no one inside opened the door.

But he could hear the sound of drinking in the room inside.

"Boom boom boom!"

He continued to knock on the door.

But still no one opened the door.

After hesitating, his figure flashed and passed directly through the door.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance, I suddenly found a tall figure standing in front of him, carrying a wine bottle in his hand, spitting out a strong smell of alcohol, and looking at him with wide eyes.

Luo Fei: "..."

The air freezes and there is no sound.

"Snapped!"

The wine bottle in Mu Shili's hand fell to the ground, smashed to pieces, and he also tilted and fell to the ground.

Luo Fei's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he supported him.

Mu Shili looked at him dimly with drunken eyes, stretched out her fingers, and said with tongue out: "You...you...who are you? How...how did you get in?"

Luo Fei put the vegetables on the ground, lay a hand out and reached behind to open the door, and explained: "Uncle, my name is Luo Fei, and I am a classmate of your daughter Mu Qianxue. She can't come back if she has something to do. Let me come and help you. Cook and eat. I have the key here. I open the door and come in."

Mu Shili squinted his eyes and looked at him for a long time, then suddenly stood up and angrily said: "It's you! Good boy, I recognized you! That night you ruined my girl, right? Boy, Look at the knife!"

He roared abruptly, raised his palms, and slashed his head against Luo Fei, his mouth was spraying alcohol, his body was slanted and his palms looked weak and weak.

Luo Fei raised his other hand and was about to grasp the palm, but for some reason, the palm still chopped his forehead, but he didn't have any strength like itching.

"Chop you to death! Chop you to death!"

Mu Shili put a soft knife on his forehead and patted him indiscriminately, as if a child was acting like a baby.

Luo Fei was taken aback for a moment, and quickly helped him to the room, letting him lie on the bed.

"Boy stop! Look at the knife!"

He rolled and lay down on the bed, raised his two palms, and slashed against the pillow, as if he was cutting melons and vegetables, yelling in his mouth.

Luo Fei got out of the room, carried the vegetables into the kitchen, and started to get busy.

Washing rice for cooking, picking and washing vegetables, chopping and cooking.

After half an hour.

After the rice was steamed, he fried three dishes and brought them to the table.

"Uncle, eat."

He went over and opened the door.

The tall man was lying prone on the bed, asleep, his mouth snorted loudly, drooling on a pillow.

Luo Fei stood at the door and watched for a while, imagining how hard it was when the monitor was at home.

"uncle."

He walked into the room and pushed the man on the bed.

"Don't eat or eat, don't disturb me drinking..."

The man raised his hand and waved a few times, said something vaguely, rolled over and fell asleep again.

Luo Fei stood in front of the bed and waited for a while. Seeing that he didn't show any signs of waking up, he had to bend down and take off his shoes and coat, pulled the quilt, and covered him.

The room was neat and tidy, obviously the monitor cleaned it up.

There is nothing on the table, probably because the monitor was afraid that he would fall drunk.

On the wall near the head of the bed, there was a knife hanging like a slender sword, but with only one blade, the blade was rusty, and the blade was full of gaps.

On the walls, as well as on the headboards and windowsills, there are traces of being cut by a knife.

This is obviously a grumpy man, but he is addicted to alcohol.

I really don’t know how the monitor took care of him while taking care of the whole class at school.

Luo Fei grew more admiration and guilt towards the monitor.

He left the room, closed the door, and left the house.

Those meals, wait until he wakes up.

It was dark outside, and the street lights in the alleys were on.

There were no traces at the end of the innermost alley, nor were there any street lights to illuminate it.

Returning to the community, looking up at the surrounding buildings, the number of residents has decreased again.

Almost every few days, someone will have an accident. I don’t know if the above is trying to solve it, or if I have given up here.

There is still the last demon in the painting, and he has to hurry up.

Entering Building 6 and up the stairs, he felt that he didn't have any mood and motivation to go home today.

Luo Jiajia left a note in the morning, saying that he would not be back tonight and he didn't know where he had gone.

Although he has long been accustomed to loneliness and darkness, he is not used to the days and houses without Luo Jiajia.

"Hey……"

He sighed, took out the key feebly, and opened the door.

A ray of light came suddenly.

The lights in the room are on.

Luo Jiajia was leaning on the sofa with her long long legs naked, holding a thick book in her hand, and looking blankly.

Hearing the sound of opening the door and the sound of him coming in, there was no more expression on her face, and she didn't even look up at him.

"boom!"

But even so, Luo Fei's lost strength and spirit suddenly returned, closing the door hard, and a smile appeared in the corner of his mouth unknowingly.

"Luo Jiajia, didn't you say you won't be back tonight?"

After changing his shoes, he narrowed his face and smiled, and walked over, standing in front of her condescendingly, looking at her condescendingly.

There was only the sound of turning pages in the living room.

No one cares about him.

Luo Fei stood still, holding his arms and staring at her.

Finally, after turning five pages, she raised her head to look at him, and said blankly: "Go cook."

"Ah? Cooking again? Ah no, I mean, why do you suddenly let me cook?"

Luo Fei almost missed his mouth.

I just came back from cooking and cooking again, miserable.

Luo Jiajia did not answer, lowered his head, and continued reading.

"Okay, I will do it."

Luo Fei had no reason to refuse.

And he also likes to cook.

Enter the kitchen and get busy proficiently.

The living room was very quiet, with only the sound of Luo Jiajia turning the pages of the book.

Although it has been such a picture almost day after day over the years, Luo Fei still didn't feel any boredom, and was very satisfied.

Simple, plain and plain, not necessarily good.

But if there are people who care about it, it must be good.