Star-Crossed Lovers: The Ex-Convict and the White Rabbit

Lu Qiang greeted him with his shoulders upward, plus he held it for a moment to cushion, this stick could not hurt him.

The other side automatically gave way and walked out from the middle. The sky was too dark. The figure was thin and tall, leaning towards the head and holding a cigarette in his mouth.

He waved his iron rod: "Lu Qiang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Lu Qiang raised his shoulders without saying a word.

The man said, "Why, I haven't known each other for a few years."

Lu Qiang smiled: "Chen Sheng, a long absence."

"Oh, I still know that my name is Chen Sheng," he took two steps forward and smiled: "You have no news when you come out, and you don't take my Chen Sheng too as a friend, even if I don't give Qiu face? Why? , Climbed the tall branch?"

Lu Qiang said: "No."

He took a stick and nodded to his chest: "Where is it taller now?" Lu Qiang looked down at the stick and Chen Sheng said, "I heard that you are a community security guard?"

The knocked-up people stood up one by one and moved closer in this direction.

"real or fake?"

Lu Qiang said: "Really."

After a burst of laughter, Chen Sheng smirked twice, waving his stick pretendingly, pointing at the others: "Don't laugh, don't you know who you laughed from? At first, this strong brother Zhangzhou was famous. Whoever sees it is not afraid to go around, I have lost him several times... See who of you still laughs..."

The laughter went out, and he asked again: "Why, the prodigal turned back?"

Lu Qiang said: "The jail squat was frustrated, and now the mud can't help the wall."

Chen Sheng tweeted, "It's a pity, I even asked you to tell the story."

Lu Qiang hooked the corner of his lower lip. "I'm working badly now. In your eyes, even a beggar is not as good. Thank you for remembering it. Lu Qiang doesn't deserve to go."

He turned around and walked a few steps forward, and the two shadows leaned towards the middle, blocking his way.

Chen Sheng said: "I also said that you are muddy, I think you just stretched your hand just fine. I also saw that you are trying to correct evil and get back to the right path," he walked forward, wondering: "Not very reconciled, I have always been looking forward to You come out."

"So, don't let me go in vain, win the stick in my hand, and cancel it before."

It was so easy. Lu Qiang knew too much about the character of the man, so he didn’t move when he waved the stick down.

There was a muffled sound, the sound of heavy objects hitting the bones. His figure was slightly swaying, and he didn't say anything for half a tone. The stick knocked **** his back. Seeing that he didn't move, Chen Sheng got excited, kicked again according to his hind leg, Lu Qiang bent forward on one knee, paused for a moment, and stood back.

"I fuck..." Chen Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "I'll make you tough, and see how long you **** can last."

He was forced to the wall, holding his head with both hands to protect the vital point. Chen Sheng’s physique was not strong. He gasped for a few strokes and scolded: "You **** do more than I do. I want to be right, not that good. easy."

Chen Sheng relaxed next to the station, and several others eagerly tried to touch the stick from the ground and pounced in this direction.

At this time, the walls of the alley reflected the light of red and blue, and in an instant, the alarm bell was turned on, and the exit on one side was blocked by the patrol car.

Someone exclaimed: "Brother Sheng, run, the police are here."

Without waiting, a strong beam of light came, and the whole hutong was as bright as day. The police held a gun: "No movement, put your hands on your head and squat against the wall."

Lu Qiang narrowed his eyes, his hands clasped the back of his head slowly, his figure slid down, squatted by the wall, and his nose sprayed with a laugh.

The police tortured others, and finally came to him, picked up his arm and handcuffed: "Can you still go."

Lu Qiang said: "Yes."

...

Zhangzhou Honghua District Public Security Bureau has no time,

The lights in the interrogation hall were very bright, and it was still busy despite being close to midnight. An old man was sitting at the desk, blowing tea foam along the edge of the cup, and looked up at the person sitting opposite. After a moment, he calmly withdrew and drank the tea, and asked slowly: "Lu Qiang, Ask you one last time, how did the injuries on your body cause?"

Lu Qiang raised his eyelids: "I knocked myself."

The old man surnamed Xing, and asked a routine matter: "Honestly, did they fight?"

"No."

"Do you know them?"

Lu Qiang said: "Know."

"What are they doing to you?"

"Secret old."

"Just tell the old?"

"Correct."

Lao Xing said: "You don't have to be afraid. Now in the police station, no one dares to hurt you."

Lu Qiang laughed: "I'm not afraid."

After a moment of silence, Lao Xing stopped talking and lowered his head to drink tea slowly. The interrogation just went through the field, as if all his answers were as expected.

The people squatting by the wall were impatient and couldn't help standing up, "Old man, everyone has already confessed, it has nothing to do with us, hurry and let go."

Lao Xing passed his eyes and drank: "Crouch down."

The man was reluctant and squatted for a few seconds without standing.

Lao Xing said: "Chen Sheng, don't be too proud. I advise you to be virtuous at ordinary times. Once I grabbed the handle and grabbed you for a meal." He put down the cup: "This time you are lucky."

The interrogation lasted all night, and there was no result to be asked, only to let the gang go back first.

Lu Qiang came out of the police station at six in the morning. In October, the air was a bit cold. His jacket fell in the alley last night. He only wore black half sleeves.

A cigarette was lit at the entrance of Luqiang Station Police Station, squinting and sucking his mouth, looking in the direction of the sun, the sun was shining and it was clear and cloudless.

After pulling half, he lifted his leg down the steps.

Someone called him later, and he stopped.

Lao Xing came out: "Can you hurt behind you? Go to the hospital to see?"

Lu Qiang said: "Small injuries."

"Is there any, give me one too," Lu Qiang glanced at him and threw the cigarette case over, and Lao Xing lit it and said, "You kid can bear it."

"What did I endure?"

Lao Xing nodded to him: "Well done, I want to draw a line with the past. Maybe this kind of thing will happen in the future. Don't be impulsive. If you fight back, today's consequences will be different." He paused. You don’t advocate this attitude, don’t say anything, how the police arrest him, it’s just that this time, even if you say it, you won’t be able to cure them. It’s two days at most. It won’t hurt. Now."

Lu Qiang snorted without speaking.

Lao Xing said: "It's also a coincidence that I didn't get there on a daily patrol, but I ran into it yesterday."

Lu Qiang glanced at him, "Let's go first."

"Wait a moment," Lao Xing called him: "Tan Wei is here, I will let her take you to the hospital to see."

"No," Lu Qiang kept walking, and looked at the direction of the sun again, and smiled, "Go back anxiously."

He first went to the alley last night. His coat was still there, throwing in a corner like a rag, picking up and shaking off the dust, and putting it directly on his body.

Lu Qiang took a shower at home, standing naked in front of the mirror, with several blood purlins crisscrossing his back. The front was wounded on the left chest. A red mark fell on the mouth of the dragon. Visually, it looked like a red blood. Monster, terrible teeth.

Lu Qiang twisted his elbows and turned his shoulders.

He supported the sink with both hands and turned his neck so that his face was not hurt. After a short pause, he opened the shower, and the warm water poured on the wound. There was a burning pain. He gritted his teeth and grunted.

At 7:30, Lu Qiang and Lao Li shifted and stood at the door while having breakfast.

Someone passed by: "Xiao Lu, eating buns again."

Lu Qiang nodded: "Slow down."

He looked in for a while, and a bun finished eating, but he didn't see what he wanted to see. Someone outside the community honked the horn, he didn't pay attention, the horn sounded continuously, Lu Qiang turned back, the car was white and blue, the body was printed with two large letters, and he paused, and he went out.

Tan Wei said, "Come up."

Lu Qiang stood at the front of the car: "Where to go?"

"Hospital," Tan Wei said: "Listen to my master in the morning, you hurry, the wound can be large or small, I will take you to the hospital to see."

Lu Qiang sneered: "Your police are all so busy, how come, there is no case for Taiping in the world?"

Tan Wei choked, bit her lip, and boldly said, "You are different, you always know."

Lu Qiang looked at her and came down from the corner of his mouth: "I don't understand when I speak human."

"you…"

"I am what I am," Lu Qiang turned around: "Busy your own."

Tan Wei was anxious and she got out of the car: "Wait, why are you going?" She grabbed his arm: "Just go to the hospital, how much time can it cost you."

Lu Qiang glanced at that hand and shrugged her off: "Go to work."

Her hand fell empty, and she raised her head suddenly: "You still owe me a meal, just today, I want to eat now."

Lu Qiang said: "Really want to be today?"

"Correct."

He thought about it: "OK."

Tan Wei was very happy and hurried to drive the door.

He didn't move, he dialed the phone on the spot, hung up without saying a few words, and said to her: "Wait a minute, I will let Genzi eat with you."

"..." she asked: "Who is the root?"

"My younger brother," Lu Qiang said, "I take the money, nothing else, just eat it."

Tan Wei held the handle, pushed the door back, and quieted for a moment: "You weren't like this to me before. You came out. How can you get farther and farther away? Even if it's police relations, is there at least one joke?"

Lu Qiang said: "It used to work, but not now."

"why?"

He smiled and turned around, a figure passed by. Lu Qiang's eyes followed, and for a long time, Tan Wei: "Lu Qiang?"

Lu Qiang said: "Help me see the door for a while."

"…Hey!"

***

Lu Qiang caught up with Lu Yin in a few steps, she glanced at him sideways, "How come out?"

"Send you."

Lu Yin smiled: "I go to work."

Lu Qiang stared at her for a while, she was wearing a white shirt with a hollow lapel today, hem into the high-waisted jeans, a pair of sneakers and a backpack. The long black hair was tied into a tall pony tail, showing his forehead, with a face, and a soft smile.

Lu Qiang said: "Just send it to the bus station."

Lu Yin bent his lower lip, he asked, "Have you eaten breakfast?"

"Bread and milk," she looked at him: "How about you?"

"A bun."

"I like to eat steamed bread so much?"

"From snacks are not enough," Lu Qiang said: "Lao Niang does the best, using a big iron pan like the country, steaming a pot is enough to eat for several days."

Speaking of arriving at the platform, outside, the two stood half a step away, and each stood, thinking that they were strangers when not speaking.

The cars in the distance are one after another, but there is no Lu Yin to sit.

She put her hands in her pockets, rubbed her feet unconsciously, turned her head to the side, and stopped talking.

Lu Qiang noticed, "Say something."

She bit her lip: "...Who was that man just now?"

Lu Qiang paused and smiled, "Which one do you ask?"

Lu Yin said: "The one in the police uniform is standing at the door."

"You asked the woman?"

"…Ok."

Lu Qiang said: "The old looks good."

Lu Yin breathed slowly, his hands twisted in his pockets, looked at him, and looked away again.

Lu Qiang was happy, shoved her, and said amusedly: "Why, maybe you have an old lover, can't I have an old appearance?"

Lu Yin moved aside, whispering, "No, no."

He kept up and hooked her back: "Are you upset?"

Lu Yin quickly looked up and looked around, pushing him with his elbow: "No, you let go, this is outside."

"Good with Lao Tzu, can't you make it public?"

"No."

Lu Qiang raised his eyebrows: "Laozi wants to have a block, a good look, good job, so you can't take it?"

"No, you loosen it first," Lu Yin was anxious. He pulled the T-shirt down on his chest and pulled it down, but his movements were sluggish, his eyes fixed on his shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Lu Qiang let go and adjusted the T-shirt: "It's okay."

Lu Yin pulled him again in anxiety, Lu Qiang blocked, she couldn't reach, dragging him to his neck on tiptoe.

The first time Lu Qiang saw her so persistent, she grinned: "During the day, don't play hooligans here."

Lu Yin squeezed her lips tightly and pressed hard against his chest.

This time Lu Qiang didn't watch, he hissed: "Fuck, you damsel..."

Lu Yin froze.

At this moment, several cars suddenly stopped in front of the platform. The black Mercedes-Benz in the water blocked the bus lanes. There were cars coming behind the station and honking the horn, but no one ignored it.

A smile on Lu Qiang's lips had long since disappeared. He straightened his body and subconsciously stood in front of Lu Yin.

The window in front of him slowly fell, "Lu Qiang."

He nodded: "Old Qiu."

Qiu Shizu had silver hair and was poo-rich, smoking a cigar: "Get in the car first."

He didn't move, glanced at him, and saw that there was still a person sitting inside, his long-lost face, still unrequited, smiled at him, and then looked back at him, pausing for a moment on Lu Yin.

Lu Qiang's eyes narrowed, Qiu Shizu also saw her, and asked, "This is..."

After a moment, Lu Qiang pulled the door: "A neighbor."

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