girlfriend's brother

After returning home, Zhou Hui hastily cooked a bowl of noodles, fried a poached egg, and settled down for dinner.

After eating, he planned to take a hot bath in the bathroom to relax, but found that the water heater was broken, and the water temperature could not be adjusted high, and the water hit his body cold.Fortunately, summer was approaching, and the temperature was slightly high. Zhou Hui thought about finding tools to repair tomorrow, while quickly taking a cold shower.

Lying in bed at night, Zhou Hui tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Firstly, I am not used to my girlfriend not being around, and secondly, I am troubled by some doubts.

First of all, from the end of the funeral to now, Xiao Nuan has not said the cause of her brother's death, and Song's mother is immersed in grief again, so Zhou Hui naturally doesn't want to ask more questions.Secondly, as far as Zhou Hui knew, Song Nuan's father was abroad, but the Song family had only one son, and his father unexpectedly didn't attend his son's funeral, and he didn't even go home to ask a question.This is too abnormal, what kind of hatred can a family have, and they don't even care about their son's death?

He couldn't understand the family's way of getting along.

Zhou Hui's eyelids became heavier and heavier in his wild thoughts, and he gradually fell into sleep.

"Meow - meow -"

Sleeping soundly at night, Zhou Hui was awakened by cat meowing from outside the window.He muttered "dead cat" in dissatisfaction, then turned over and continued to sleep.

But the cat meowing not only did not stop, but also louder and louder, which was extremely ear-piercing and unpleasant.

Zhou Hui covered his head with a quilt at first, and then covered his ears tightly with his palms, and finally couldn't sleep anymore.The weather was already a little stuffy, and he was disturbed by the noise from the cats outside. He kicked off the blanket covering his body and muttered annoyedly: "This spring is almost over, and the cat's estrus period should have passed. Why? The stray cats don’t let people sleep in the middle of the night.”

In the middle of the night, the cat's meowing intensified, and turned into heart-piercing screams, which made people's hairs stand on end.

Zhou Hui had no choice but to get out of bed, took a flashlight, and walked out with his slippers on.

The house he rented was on the first floor, with the street outside.The cry seemed to be coming from under the window. He opened the door and was about to go around and look under the window.

Cats are sensitive animals, maybe they were startled by his voice, and the meowing stopped abruptly, as if they were pinched by the throat.

Zhou Hui guessed that the cat should be scared away by himself, so he randomly swept the ground with the flashlight back and forth a few times.Just as he was about to walk back, he seemed to smell a strange smell—a fresh, rich smell of blood, mixed with the smell of dust from the street, permeated the air.

He sniffed and began to search for the source of the smell.Until he walked under his window, the strong smell of blood was already a bit pungent.

There seemed to be a black mass on the ground, and this was the place where the smell of blood was the strongest.

"The clothes on the balcony of whose house fell here? Why is there a strange smell?"

The light from the flashlight was too dim to see what it was. Zhou Hui found a stick nearby and poked the black mass, and found that it was soft, not like clothes.

He simply turned the thing over with a stick, and there seemed to be something glowing in the darkness.Zhou Hui covered his nose and knelt down to check, and found that the glowing thing was actually a cat's eyes!

On the ground was the body of a black cat, still bleeding, and it seemed that it had just died.

The cause of the cat's death was a broken neck, but Zhou Hui was sure that he heard the cat meowing before he went out. From the time he got up to the time he went out, it took less than a minute. No one could avoid killing a living person in such a short time. cat.He thought that maybe the cat was startled by him, and when he jumped from a high place, something got stuck on his neck, and he whined.

He dug a hole nearby and buried the black cat's body.

After a few days, Zhou Hui didn't receive a call from Song Nuan, and the message he sent hadn't been answered, which made Zhou Hui feel a little distraught at work.

He is a convenience store clerk, and the convenience store he works in is also in the suburbs, near his rental house.Because he didn't like studying since he was a child, Zhou Hui only entered the society after attending a technical secondary school.He worked as a construction worker, sold leather shoes, and worked as a cook. It was not until a year ago that he met Liang Jing, a junior high school classmate who was already the manager of a convenience store, that he took up this job.

Putting on his work clothes, Zhou Hui stood in front of the mirror and looked at the face in the mirror. He had thick eyebrows, flat single eyelids, and pale skin that lacked sunlight all the year round. Anyone who casually threw a brick on the street and hit him would look better than him. .He touched his cheek, and said to himself: "What exactly does Xiaonuan see in me?"

Speaking of it, Xiao Nuan seemed to have liked him very much since elementary school, and often invited him to play at home.Zhou Hui himself can't tell what she likes him, maybe there is no reason for who loves whom.

"Cough, cough, hey. I heard that something happened to Song Nuan's family? Is it okay? How about I give you a long vacation to accompany her?" Liang Jing patted Zhou Hui on the shoulder, and talked to him while finishing his clothes.

Thinking of his girlfriend's rejection last night, Zhou Hui shook his head: "No need. Xiaonuan doesn't seem to like me asking about her family affairs."

Liang Jing cleared his throat and nodded, "That's fine, I don't even have anyone to talk to since you're on vacation. Didn't he agree to your marriage proposal? When will it be done?"

"Well, I just proposed, and her brother had an accident the next day, so I don't have time to think about it." Zhou Hui was a little depressed, remembering Song's mother crying, "Look at the situation, my marriage with Xiao Nuan It may be indefinitely.”

Liang Jing clicked his tongue: "Oh, this is really a coincidence, but it's very miserable for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person. These days, it is not possible to be rich, such as bringing your son back to life .cough cough cough."

Zhou Hui looked at the coughing man in front of him, took the cigarette case out of his pocket while he was not prepared, and shook the cigarette case in his hand: "If you don't want to die young, smoke less, it's not good for your lungs." .Didn't you read in the newspaper that the lungs of people who smoke all the year round will turn black?"

Liang Jing is only 25 years old, but he is a heavy smoker who has been smoking for more than ten years.His father was a businessman, and he secretly started smoking under the influence of his father when he was a teenager.He had been beaten by his father countless times, but he couldn't quit.

After Zhou Hui entered junior high school, he and Liang Jing became tablemates, and the two got along so well that they could wear the same pair of underpants when they were studying.When I met again, I found that I still got along very well with each other, and became good buddies again.Liang Jing was helpless at his childish behavior, and smiled and didn't take it seriously: "Dude, you are the one who cares about my lungs the most in the world. You are worthy of my brother, I have devoted my heart and lungs to you all these years." He patted his abdomen, laughing and laughing: "Don't worry, with your kindness, I will live a long life."

Zhou Hui had long been used to his indecency, so he waved his hands and cursed, "Screw your self-indulgence", and went to work.

Liang Jing fell ill within a day after finishing his speech.

When he was about to get off work, Zhou Hui was ordering goods.Liang Jing told some precautions, he was out of breath from coughing, his face was flushed abnormally, his bright red tongue protruded nearly 3 inches long when he coughed, it was very scary.It's not like a cough caused by smoking, but like a cold.

Zhou Hui had no choice but to close the shop quickly, and drove Liang Jing's car to the hospital.

After a simple examination, the doctor only said that it was a sore throat and just take some medicine, and began to write the medicine list.Liang Jing obviously didn't believe it: "Am I really okay, doctor? But every time I cough, my lungs hurt so badly, I can't wait to pull them out!"

The doctor continued to write the medicine list without raising his head: "You have been smoking for a long time, and you have a cold. It is normal to have inflammation. I will give you a few bottles of drips to relieve inflammation and relieve symptoms."

Zhou Hui had no choice but to take Liang Jing for an infusion.After hanging 3 bottles of potion, it was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.Liang Jing seemed to be getting better. Although his face was still abnormally red, he had stopped coughing, perhaps due to the effect of the medicine, and fell asleep with his head tilted on the way back.Zhou Hui knew the address of his home, so he let him sleep soundly.

When he arrived at the place, Zhou Hui couldn't wake up the sleeping man on the co-pilot, so he had to move the 1-meter patient to the bedroom on the second floor with difficulty.After moving the person to bed, he decided to go home and get his own clothes and supplies, and stay here for the night.

Zhou Hui returned to his home, entered the door, and found a person sitting on the sofa.The man lowered his head, with long black hair hanging down, motionless.He was so frightened that he quickly turned on the light, and he was relieved after seeing the man clearly.

"Xiao Nuan? You're back?" Zhou Hui walked over and hugged his girlfriend.

"……Um."

"Is Aunt better?" Zhou Hui lowered his head to see Song Nuan's face clearly, but he couldn't see clearly.

"……Um."

"Why did you come back suddenly? You see that your body is freezing cold." Zhou Hui noticed that the person in his arms was breathing cold as if he had just stepped out of a refrigerator. The skin touched by his palm was stiff and cold, and the touch felt strange.Maybe it was the wind blowing on the road, Zhou Hui couldn't help hugging her a little tighter.

"want to see you--"

The person in his arms kept his head down, slowly answering Zhou Hui's question word by word.

Zhou Hui was worried about the sick Liang Jing, but he couldn't leave his girlfriend alone. Besides, there seemed to be something wrong with the person in his arms, so he had to sit silently with Song Nuan, patting her on the back lightly.The person in his arms seemed to have fallen asleep, so quiet that he couldn't even hear his breathing, so he carried him to the bed, covered the quilt, and hurried to Liang Jing's house.

When he returned to Liang Jing's house again, it was already 3 o'clock in the morning. Zhou Hui went to Liang Jing's room to check, but couldn't bear the sleepiness and fell asleep on the sofa in the living room.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Hui's cell phone vibrated, and it was Song Nuan's call.Perhaps it was because he was too tired, but Zhou Hui's mind was still muddled. After saying "Hello" to the phone, he waited for the other party to speak.

"Zhou Hui, I have been waiting for you at your door for a long time, why are you not at home?" Song Nuan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wasn't he already at his house last night?Zhou Hui couldn't control the waves of drowsiness in his mind, and said in a blurred state, "Well... I'm sleeping here with Liang Jing."

"What's up with him?"

"sick……"

After he finished speaking, he let the phone slip from his ear and onto the pillow.The strong drowsiness was like a bull's head and a horse's face that fascinated the soul, and it kept pulling him down, and his consciousness became deeper and deeper...

In a daze, Zhou Hui looked at a person standing in the middle of the living room, it should be Liang Jing, holding a piece in his hand, and gently covering his upper body.Zhou Hui snorted and couldn't hold it any longer, and completely fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already noon.

Zhou Hui lay in the living room and called Liang Jing a few times, but no one answered after waiting for a while.

"Are you still sick?" He muttered as he walked towards Liang Jing's room.

When going up the stairs, Zhou Hui suddenly smelled a faint smell, like the rust smell from steel and metal things. The smell became stronger as he went upstairs.When he reached the door of Liang Jing's room, he was finally sure what the smell was, it was blood.

He hastily pushed open the door of Liang Jing's room, but the hand holding the doorknob hadn't let go yet. After opening his mouth to call "Liang Jing", he couldn't close it for a long time...

Zhou Hui never wanted to remember that scene for the rest of his life.

He always heard that bastard Liang Jing say that he was so kind to him, and he always thought it was just an exaggeration.He never dreamed that someone could really take out his own lungs alive.

The person who was talking and laughing with me yesterday became a corpse this morning.

Liang Jing fell to the ground, covering his neck with one hand, and holding a fruit knife dripping with blood in the other, lying motionless on the ground.

There was a big opening in his chest, and the flesh and blood were opened to the sides, revealing the internal organs.Blood was gurgling from his chest, and there was a bloody mass of organs on the ground beside him—

lung.

vomit--

Zhou Hui turned around and vomited in the dark.He couldn't utter a word, and vomited while crying. His tears mixed with vomit was inhaled into his nasal cavity, and he coughed again.