Wanderer

Chapter 16 Nightmare

Bai Yunqi slept very honestly, with his head buried in Wen Hai's neck and never moved again.This child may have insufficient energy and blood, and his body temperature is slightly lower than that of ordinary people, and the hand holding Wen Hai is even colder, which makes him shiver violently.

The one who was hugged as a pillow was more than ten years old, and he was an insulator for children under ten years old. He couldn't coax children at all, and patted Bai Yunqi's back awkwardly. The exceptionally protruding vertebrae, with distinct joints, are painful to the hands.

Bai Yunqi let out a dazed "Ugh", instinctively burrowed into a warm and comfortable place, and hung his whole body on Wen Hai. Like Wen Hai, he wore a round-neck T-shirt as home clothes. , Wen Hai saw the distinct ribs through his neckline again, there was no barrier between the bones and the skin, and he was about to break through the thin layer of skin and rush out.

This kid has a good skeleton, long and straight limbs, even if he is thin, he is very graceful, and will not give people the awkward feeling of being thin and boned, so Wen Hai, who has also experienced being thin and thin, simply thinks that this is an adolescent boy. "The necessary stage.If Yanwan hadn't said several times today that Bai Yunqi was too thin and saw it with his own eyes, he might not have noticed the true meaning of the line "moderately malnourished" on Bai Yunqi's physical examination form.

The two kept this position on the floor for more than ten minutes, and Wen Hai finally realized that Bai Yunqi would not be able to wake up for a while, so the problem came—his left shoulder was so numb that he was about to lose consciousness.

He estimated with gestures. Although Bai Yunqi's weight was not up to the standard, his stature was not delayed at all. Wen Hai would definitely not be able to walk to the study room far away from the living room while holding a person of his height in his arms, but Bai Yunqi The flag is not an object that can be placed anywhere, and if he can't take a few breaths to carry it again, then there is only one choice left...

Wen Hai stared at the door of his bedroom sadly, then turned his head to look at Bai Yunqi who was holding on to him, and said in his heart that I really owe Bai Tong'an a fucking debt, and that I have never been in love, and I am overage. I was raising my "son", and I thought there was nothing shady in my room, I just slept for one night... Sigh, the child still has a nose joint.

This man turned a corner without paying attention, his eyes fell on Bai Yunqi's tall nose bridge, and then he walked past the corners of the man's eyes, brows, and even the whole set of facial features... Finally, he was dragged by Wen Hai abruptly When he came back, he slammed into a piece of the floor involuntarily.

Out of professional habits, Wen Hai has no limitations on a person's face recognition. Most ordinary people's evaluation of a person's appearance is whether the person is good-looking or not. "The nose is very straight".But Wen Hai, who looks at the photos of wanted criminals every day and looks for people in the crowd, first focuses on the outstanding features of this person when describing a person's appearance, such as "there is a small mole on the right side of the nose", "there is a small mole on the bridge of the nose". Nose section", and then the facial features of the person, and finally put the face together to observe the overall appearance, and it is this machine-like face recognition habit that causes him to often ignore things like "face value" ——Anyway, in his eyes, it is a patchwork of several different types of facial features.

But today, in addition to "very thin", his understanding of the cohabiting person has gained another thing - "very good-looking".

Good-looking is really good-looking, Wen Hai is a male, male-loving, older single dog who has not had sex for a long time, if he has no morals, he should have a reaction just by looking at this face.

"It's just too thin, the facial features are almost out of shape, and the complexion is not good." Wen Hai thought he was very pure and analyzed without distracting thoughts—Bo Yunqi was handsome, but his temperament was decadent and weak. The outside world is full of fear and vigilance, and the emotional feedback is two-way. Therefore, most people will not pay attention to his appearance when they see him, but feel that this person looks at him with evil eyes and looks very uncomfortable.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Wen Hai grabbed Bai Yunqi's hand that was holding on to his collar, "What are you afraid of?"

Feeling that someone was pulling his hand away, Bai Yunqi's brain, which was messed up by drunkenness and drowsiness, quickly reacted instinctively. Wen Hai's collar was almost torn by him between several fights, and finally Wen Hai grabbed him With his hand still struggling, Bai Yunqi reluctantly opened his eyes to look at him, and murmured: "Brother Wen..."

"You're dreaming." Wen Hai said without changing his face, "Go on to sleep, don't be afraid, no one can take anything away from you."

After hearing this, Bai Yunqi really believed it, nodded lightly, put his hand on Wen Hai's palm, and fell asleep again within a few seconds.

Wen Hai gently picked him up and walked into his bedroom. During the process, Bai Yunqi moved uncomfortably, almost causing the two of them to fall to the floor together. After arriving at the destination without any danger, Wen Hai Hai was so tired that his wrists were sore, and he broke out in a cold sweat from the fright.

As soon as he got on the bed, Bai Yunqi curled himself up. The sleeping position was extremely awkward. Wen Hai gestured and found that this person seemed to be trying to protect his head with his hands at the same time. He tried to balance his posture. As soon as they touched each other, the person lying on the bed frowned in pain and curled up tighter as if he had been punched by him.

Wen Hai didn't dare to do anything else, quietly picked up the quilt and covered Bai Yunqi, worried that he would be thirsty after waking up in the middle of the night, so he turned around and poured a glass of water on the head of the bed, and stood by the bed for 5 Minutes later, after confirming that the other party was soundly asleep, he put his hand on his shoulder and patted him lightly, then turned and left the bedroom.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, Bai Yunqi suddenly sat up on the bed, gasping for breath, struggling to tear off his loose collar, his whole body convulsed violently, like being thrown on the edge of a frying pan on fire. dead fish.

The person sitting by the bed slowly said: "Are you awake?"

Bai Yunqi's blood was cold all over, he turned his head with a pale face, clutched the quilt tightly with his fingers, and said tremblingly: "Grandma...I..."

The old woman was wearing a shabby and neat dark dress, and even the patches were done to a certain extent. Her long silver-gray hair was tied up in a bun with a worn-out wooden hairpin. Although her face still had a few traces of gorgeous charm , but more of them are the scratches after the devastation of life, and the pyrotechnic atmosphere of poverty.She and Bai Yunqi have lived together for so many years and have hardly spoken a few words, but as soon as she speaks with a native accent, Bai Yunqi can't help shaking all over.

"Why are you drinking? How can you do such a thing?" She asked slowly, her tone was gentle and pleasant, her hands, which had been working with sewing irons for a long time, were as rough as sandpaper, and the latter was about to cry when she touched the back of Bai Yunqi's hand "Have you forgotten what you are?"

For the first time, Bai Yunqi had the idea of ​​resistance. Although every word seemed to be pulled out of his throat, he still said with difficulty and seriousness: "I, I am..."

"You're a bastard!" The old woman rushed towards him suddenly, her voice changed into a shrill voice, her scream like broken glass almost pierced Bai Yunqi's eardrums, and the slender nails clawed at the back of his hand. There were a few bloodstains, the wound was getting deeper and deeper, and the dark red blood was gurgling out, staining the bed sheet red in an instant, "You were born by a bitch! You were born by a bitch!"

Bai Yunqi was in a panic, the first thought that flashed in his mind was not to make Wen Hai's house dirty, so he tried his best to cover the wound, but the blood flowed more and more, and soon the suffocation feeling was submerged again over him.

The old woman was still screaming desperately, a raging fire ignited on her body, and more people rushed out of the fire, and all kinds of insults instantly filled the entire small space, making Bai Yunqi feel that there were not many people left. The blood rushed to his head, making him almost hear the sound of blood vessels bursting, those figures whose faces could not be seen kept tearing and kicking him, just like countless times in those dark streets, alleys, dirty Like a dirty school public toilet, he tried to protect his head in vain, but he couldn't move a step.

"You're so dirty." The old woman defined him lightly, and slowly approached Bai Yunqi with a small shiny object in her hand, "The lowly seed."

At this time, Bai Yunqi couldn't see clearly in the dark, and he didn't realize that it was an embroidery needle until the tip of the needle had pierced his palm, and he shouted hoarsely: "No——!"

As the embroidery needle was buried in his palm, his limbs and bones began to be in severe pain like fire. The burning made a mouthful of fishy sweetness in his throat. With one hand, he threw the quilt covering his body a few meters away, and with the other Fumbling wildly with his hands, he touched the hard and cold corners of the bedside table, struggling to get up from the bed, thinking in a daze, "Where the hell am I?!"

Without allowing him to think about it, the subtle sound of breathing came to mind in his ears, he turned his head in panic and saw the figure beside the bed, before he had time to see who it was, the familiar feeling of suffocation hit his face, dense tingling pains on the back of his hands, An evil fire burned from his heart to the center of his eyebrows, and in an instant he became the messed up look in the nightmare again.

Seeing that person walking towards him, Bai Yunqi reflexively covered his head first, and begged: "I was wrong, don't hit me."

"..." The figure stopped, tentatively raised his hand, and hesitantly reached out to Bai Yunqi.

With a sound of "Boom--", the fire that burned people's headaches exploded immediately. Bai Yunqi panted heavily, and desperately wanted to get out of bed and run out. He leaned over and knelt on the side of the bed with one knee, pressing his shoulders tightly with both hands.

Bai Yunqi could vaguely hear what he was saying, but all his nerves had stopped working now, only the survival instinct was still clamoring, making him struggle non-stop.The force holding him was so strong that there was no possibility of resistance. Seeing that he couldn't run away, he shrank himself into the bed desperately, and when he dodged indiscriminately, his head hit a hard object with a "boom". The real pain made him go from here After barely waking up from a nightmare, he felt someone put a hand on top of his head.

"Don't—" Bai Yunqi instinctively felt that he was going to be beaten based on his usual experience, and he was so wronged that his pleading voice was full of tears, "Don't hit me——"

That hand gently rubbed his painful spot, and following the man's movements, the objects in Bai Yunqi's brain that were supposed to be on strike or cause a revolution gradually began to return to their places, and the blood gradually returned, filling the area just now. The hissing in his ears also disappeared.

"Sleep, don't be afraid." The man guided Bai Yunqi to lie down again with gentle movements and could not refuse, "It's okay, with me here, no one will dare to hit you."

The people around him seemed to be about to pull away after saying this, and Bai Yun grabbed his hand consciously. Although he was already unconscious, he quickly withdrew his hand and said softly: "Don't go, okay?" ?”

"Ok?"

"They're going to hit me."

"No more." The man didn't go far, picked up the quilt that was thrown on the ground and wrapped the person on the bed, "I'm always here, no one dares to hit you."

Bai Yunqi relentlessly grabbed the man's wrist, and slowly fell into a swamp-like sleepiness.

The author has something to say:

"You who didn't notice at first and me who didn't know anything when I was young." A girl described it to me yesterday, ah, the more I think about it, the better -v-