Chapter 141

When Xi Jincheng and Shu ran came to the place he said, it was almost five o'clock.

Five o'clock in winter is still a dark night.

Shu Ran's legs trembled and glared at Xi Jincheng angrily. He cursed in his heart: "beasts!"

Xi Jincheng gave her a smile for the first time. Shu Ran's eyes were straight, and she said: "evil! Toxic

"The person you're looking for is in there." Xi Jincheng reached around her back and held it under her armpit, supporting part of her weight and reducing the pressure on her legs.

"Have you seen it?" Shu ran looked at the two bungalows far away from the other houses in the village under the light of the car lights, a little uneasy.

"No Xi Jincheng shook his head, and then after her "Oh", he added: "I have all his information."

Shu ran side head looked at him one eye, what does he want to explain?

Xi Jincheng picked next eyebrow, take her toward bungalow close.

"Wait Wait a minute Shu ran grabs his hand and shouts nervously.

"What? Don't have the courage to face him? " Xi Jincheng sneered, for her this is not suitable to appear cowardly, can't understand: "you are in such a hurry, even clothes don't have time to change to come to me, don't want to see him early? Now I'm in front of you. What's the retreat

"No I... "

Before she could finish stammering, Xi Jincheng reached out and knocked on the shabby door. The rough thorn of the log colored door stung his hand. He frowned slightly, but said nothing.

"Xi Jincheng..." Shu ran frowned unhappily. How could he always make his own decisions?

"What are you afraid of when I'm here?" Xi Jincheng glanced at her and directly kicked her with her feet.

He is afraid of a force, that seems to be weak without the wind of the door was directly kicked down by him!

"Why don't you just let me sort it out?" Shu ran pushed his abdomen back with his elbow. He was afraid that he would kick the whole door.

But she witnessed how he kicked a tall man three meters away like a sandbag!

"Don't be hypocritical. I've arranged all the way for you." Xi Jincheng dismissively rejected her protest.

“……” Get rid of it!

All the way, she's trying to get herself out of the chaos he created, OK?

"Who is it?" In shuran's wishful thinking, a voice that doesn't belong to her or Xi Jincheng is old and misty.

In this cold wind piercing dark, there is a strange feeling that makes people's hair stand up.

Shu Ran's whole body shrinks to Xi Jincheng's arms. Xi Jincheng looks down at her. He thinks this woman is not afraid of heaven and earth!

"He Zeng." Xi Jincheng answered in a deep voice, and let the woman in her arms wish she could drill a hole in him.

Inside the door came several consecutive coughs, and then the yellow light came on through the blue curtains, and the door was opened with a "squeak".

Shu ran buries his face directly into Xi Jincheng's chest and gives him the back of his head.

Xi Jincheng looks at the old man with a thick cotton padded coat at the door. Under the cotton padded coat is a pair of legs in thin autumn trousers.

"Who are you? What can I do for a Zeng? " Then the old man coughed again.

"Isn't he Zeng at home?" Xi Jincheng holds Shu Ran's shoulder in one hand and pulls her out of her arms: "what are you afraid of?" Shu ran raised his head and gave him a white eye. Then he turned his lips and looked at the old man at the door.

Er

Well, it's different from what I thought. There's nothing to be scared about.

Took off his hand holding her shoulder, she turned back to him, secretly scolded himself: "affectation! What's to be afraid of? "

"Ah Zeng hasn't been back for two days, and I don't know where he's gone." The old man sighed heavily, helpless and worried.

"He often does?" Xi Jincheng then asked.

"Yes! I don't know what's going on. Since I came back eight years ago, I have been keeping myself at home. We can't understand what he's saying if we talk to ourselves all the time. Later I took him to see a psychologist Cough... " The old man began to cough again, which made his heart and liver tremble.

Shu ran feels that her throat itches and wants to cough.

Swallow saliva, the old man's words, let her automatically think of eight years ago.

The time coincided. Listening to the old man's description of he Zeng's state, it was the same reaction as feeling guilty and afraid of doing bad things. She can already conclude that he Zeng is the murderer who ran into her father.

What's next?

The old man started coughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

"Old man, don't stand at the door to catch cold. Go in and say it!" Shu ran looks at affliction, can't help but concern a sentence.

Seeing him cough like this, I'm really worried about whether he will cough up his lungs at the next moment."Good Cough Good Come on in... " The old man patted his chest hard and went into the house.

Shu ran hesitates whether to follow in or not. Xi Jincheng stands there and doesn't move. He doesn't mean to go in at all.

Shu ran looked at him with a slight frown.

"I can't get into this kind of environment." Xi Jincheng snorted in disgust.

“……” Shu ran speechless "ha" sound, she forgot that he has a clean habit.

"If you dare not go in..."

"Who says I dare not go in?" Shu ran didn't wait for him to finish, then turned and went to the house.

The old man has no cough and is burning hot water on the stove.

The stove was covered with black ash, and the color of the stove could hardly be seen.

Shu ran thought, Xi Jincheng does not come in is the right choice.

She looked around at the layout of the house, the two bungalows are connected, there is no separation, so it looks very long.

The walls were not even plastered with cement. They were still red bricks one by one.

The room on the right is full of pop cans, plastic bottles, cardboard and other things that the old man usually picks up. The house is full of a kind of unspeakable bad smell.

There are two beds on the left. The two beds are placed in a row, one high and one low, one big and one small.

On the top of the big one, there was a man with the light on her side, hanging on the wall.

The light was dim, and she could not see the person on the bed. It was just the quilt, but she could hardly see its original color as well as the stove.

She didn't find anything valuable in the whole house.

"Come and have a cup of hot water, child, to warm yourself up." The old man poured a bowl of steaming boiling water over. His hands were as thin as skin and bones, and they were as black as black. It was even more like ink in his nails.

Shu ran looked at sad, busy hands took the bowl, even thanks.

"Where's your husband? Won't he come in? " The old man looked in the direction of the door and asked her in local words.

Shu Ran's face was hot and dry. She just shook her head and didn't answer.