The rain didn’t stop, it got bigger.

Countless water beads fell from the sky and fell into the turbid mud, as if it had become colder.

Alone.

The moment I accepted reality, I felt the loneliness I had never felt before.

No home, no relatives, nothing.

That feeling of rootless drifting . . . straight makes my heart hurt so much that I want to go crazy.

Paralyzed on the ground, I almost forgot to get up, subconsciously biting the mud in my mouth, allowing tears to come out, and I did not dare to cry out.

Suddenly, I noticed something soft on my right hand.

Although the rain is too big to frighten my eyes, but in terms of feeling... that thing makes me feel very familiar...

Without thinking much, I subconsciously caught it and looked over it, nothing else, it was the big prison rope that helped me countless times.

At this time, the big prison rope reflected in my eyes has been incomplete, and the head that I held has opened fork, and there is only one chopstick long in the whole, and the rest of the part does not know where to disappear...

I looked at the rope with a dull expression, and fell into a daze and silent for a long time.

“It’s fun enough...”

I muttered, holding this mutilated prison rope in my hand, and carefully pressed it to my heart, trembling with my body.

The loneliness I had felt before had dissipated a lot at the moment, and it seemed that this great prison rope was the traces of their old grandfather.

Hip, hey.

In the rain, I could still hear my own heartbeat.

The frequency of the heartbeat is getting slower and slower, and it will beat once every 30 or 40 seconds.

This change seems to affect my mood.

The slower the heart rate, the smaller my mood fluctuates, and the pain in my heart, like a needle, is also disappearing in silence...

After ten minutes, or more, I can’t say.

I climbed up from the ground without expression, and hid the great prison rope like a treasure, carefully hidden in my arms, and then turned back, looked at the old man's body, and knelt down and knelt down and knelt down and knelt three heads...

"It's all right, sir, the seven treasures, the dragon elephant, the seedlings, your revenge... I have to report it."

I didn’t hesitate to get up and go straight out.

Opening the plastic sheet, a large group of people outside stood on the side of the road and looked at me, Chen Qiuyan stood with Stuart, holding a sobbing prying rat in his arms.

“The world...”

"I'm all right."I smiled, like a no-man, my heart was calm like a well-indulged water, and said, I also waved at Chen Qiuyan, signaled to let her come, don't stand on the side of the road and let the rain rain rain, I have a good plastic sheet here to block it.

Seeing the expression on my face, Stuart and Chen Qiuyian looked at each other, looked at each other, and their eyes were full of worry.

Stuart thought about it, and finally followed Chen Qiuyan to run over and asked me: "Old Shen, you can be sad, this time it is indeed a little unexpected, we did not expect..."

“Normal.”I laughed, "As an enemy of the old religion, I should have the intention of dying the whole family, I just had a little bit of luck, and I couldn't blame others at all."

Hearing my answer, Stuart obviously paused for a second and frowned and asked.

“Do you really think so?”

“Not at all.”I shrugged my shoulders: "I'm a man, like my grandfather, admit it, lose or lose, there's nothing to be disillusioned."

But what...

I turned my head, looked at the disciple, smiled slightly stiffly and asked: "This time, who is in line, can you give me a name?"

“The old teachers.”

"More than them."I interrupted Stuart, and the smile remained: "I remember you said that there are other gentlemen with the old religion, is there such a thing?" 」

I thought that Stuart would nod, and then continued to tell me some details, but this time he unexpectedly did not say a word, expression of great contradiction.

“What happened?”I asked Stuart, and the tone couldn’t help but wonder: “You are inconvenient to tell me?”Or do you say you don’t know?”

Stuart looked at me silently for a while, and the tangle in his eyes became more and more intense, and finally he gritted his teeth, as if he made up his mind, and whispered, "Before I came, my old leader told me to control the situation, to deal with the old church, there are already official intervention, the less trouble the line, the better, otherwise it is easy to bad."

I stopped, not squeaking.

“Old Shen, do you know?”Stuart came over, helped me to put an umbrella, handed me a cigarette, and said, "Senior seniors like your grandfather, no matter how low-key, no matter how low-key, no matter how not to come out, they will also take them as a national treasure to see, so he happened, we will not sit back, you believe us, this thing will definitely help you do it."

"Brother, I'll ask you something."I laughed.

“You said it.”The squirrel nodded his head.

"What you mean is that everything is for you to deal with the official, I am a party, can only be squeezed by you, can't do anything, right?"I asked.

Stuart laughed bitterly and did not speak, but the expression had already shown that he was so mean.

“I think, either I’ve mislooked at you before, or... you’re not optimistic right now?”I asked coldly.

Stuart is not the kind of capricious little person, I have played with him several times, including the grandfather also, feel that this person is good, although sometimes like to play official, but in the end is also a person in personality.

What he said now is not what his character can say, let alone that I have fallen into this situation, if he talks like this again...isn't it clear that he wants to tear his face with me?

"Yes, not everyone is optimistic."Stu sighed, looked at me silently, his eyes full of helplessness.

“You really don’t say?”I frowned and asked.

Stuart nodded and said, not without saying, it is inconvenient to say, brother, don't embarrass me, I will certainly give you an account in the future.

“Okay... what you don’t say... then I’ll just go find it myself...” I smiled: “We used to be friends, and by that reason, I can’t be embarrassed, right?”

"Old Shen, don't play like this, the situation is not as simple as you think, many people have come in."Stuart looked at me helplessly and said, "The above is the internal struggle, and you are also fighting internally, and I have never seen such a situation, and I have never heard of it..."

"The struggle is not a struggle, this has nothing to do with me, I just want to know, except for the people in our line, are there other people involved?" 」I looked at Stuart and said, “You know what I mean, don’t you have to say it?”

Stuart was directly silent this time, and even the forking the move of the topic did not dare to have it, and his eyes were obviously somewhat panicked.

"Okay, I understand."I nodded my head and didn’t ask any more questions.

"Don't mess with me."Stuart gritted his teeth, lowered his voice, and said word for word in a voice that only the two of us could hear: "This time, you'd better not to go up, the Shen family is down, your energy is not before, you won't understand the reason for shooting the head of the bird, be careful to be killed by a stick."

I looked at a serious Stuart, only felt a little scratched his head, asked him, do you think my surname Song or the surname Shen?

“What do you mean?”Stuart paused.

"My grandfather told me that there were two gentlemen in Sichuan, one Song and Shen."I smiled, “Song, that is, I have heard many people mention him, he is stronger than me, and he has been carrying a burden of humiliation for several years before he dares to rise, but I am different...”

The Stuart's face was a bit ugly.

"The temper of the Shen family is all hereditary, and when people stand on my head and piss, I have to crawl on the head and shit."I laughed and said, “Whoever jumps out to clean me up is someone I want to kill, whether it’s a pedestrian or a layman...”

"Do you really want to be destroyed?" said Stuart, gldying his eyes, looking at me in a hurry: "You should not be so irrational!"

At this time, the people standing opposite us also noticed us, as if they had heard the words of Stuart, and some vigilance looked at me.

“Sensible?”

I asked, raising my hand to take some rain, rubbed my face hard, and wiped it a few more times.

"The more reasonable a person, the greater the loss of food, this sentence is told to me by the old Miao ancestors, I can not forget."

I took my umbrella away and looked up at the sky.

The rain didn’t stop, it got bigger.

Countless drops of water from the sky and fall into the turbid mud.

It seems to get colder.