Chapter 3675

The moonlight is hidden in the shadow, and the alley is a corner out of the light.

The intruder pulled him out when he stepped into the abyss.

The hands firmly fastened together have never been loosened from beginning to end.

This is the old city. The alley is remote and there is no monitoring.

The lights in the police station are bright.

The middle-aged man lay on the ground and kept wailing. His face was disgusting to vomit.

Dyed white face became more and more pale and sick under the light. Only one eye was black and looked at Muping empty.

Chu Xu was beside ranbai. He held the young man's hand tightly, clasped his fingers, and even his fingerbones were white. In everyone's eyes, he didn't want to loosen them.

Mu Ping was lying on the ground and refused to get up. He didn't even admire when bandaging the wound. He kept talking about how miserable he was. Jing Bai did something too distorted until he finally showed a look of greed and hatred. He opened his mouth and asked for 100000 yuan.

"I'm his father!" Mu Ping grinned painfully. His ordinary yellow face showed some malice. It's justified and justified. He kept shouting at the top of his voice: "if you don't believe it, it depends on the proof! He's going to kill his father! Ouch, I'm in pain all over now. Am I going to die, this beast..."

Even the person in charge of recording couldn't listen to the latter words. He frowned slightly and looked at the boy.

Some can't believe it.

These two people... Can't be father and son in any way.

The cold hair of dyed white finger ice is like soaking in ice water for a long time, but it has been held in the heart of his hand, sweating. A steady stream of temperature is transmitted through his skin. He subconsciously wants to grasp and absorb the only temperature. His strength is out of control and almost crushes people's finger bones.

Chu Xu didn't frown and clenched the boy's hand.

After a long time,

A low dumb voice sounded slowly, unusually cold: "they have divorced."

"What's the matter with divorce!" Muping quit, and he had confidence here again. His posture made people feel powerless, just like a piece of inferior glue. He couldn't get rid of it. "Your bones don't keep Lao Tzu's blood! I didn't give you your life?! your wings are hard, right?"

Chu Xu felt cold at the bottom of his heart, all the way to his bones.

Until the last second, he didn't think that the man in front of him was really Jing Bai's father.

Never thought about it.

How could

Yeah.

How is that possible?

"That's enough!" the policeman drank unbearably, and his eyes were sharp: "what place do you think this is? What's the noise!"

"What he said is true?" the speaker looked at ran Bai. "Did you move your hand?"

The boy's throat rolled down, like falling into a nightmare. He couldn't struggle. The light was very dazzling. When it fell on the bottom of his eyes, there was no temperature left.

More than ten years ago, a man smashed at him with a drunken grin and a wine bottle. Today, more than ten years later, he is greedy to reach out to him for money after he owed a usury debt.

Why

Why not.

In the alley,

For a moment,

I really want to kill Muping.

"Yes -"

"It's me." the boy just spit out a word, and a lazy and indifferent voice suddenly fell. Chu Xu took a look at ranbai, calmly repeated, word by word: "it's my hand. It has nothing to do with him."

No monitoring.

No one will know.

This situation.

It can only be him.

Jingbai's life can't be ruined by such people. He can't let Jingbai bear the crime of attempted patricide.

"Is he you...?"

"He is my brother." Chu Xu grasped the man's cold hand, "reorganize the family."

Ah, that's right.

The police understand.

Mu Ping's eyes widened in disbelief and stretched out his hand to point to the direction of the young man: "it's clearly him!! it's Jingbai bastard!"

"Oh," asked the recorder, "do you have any evidence?"

In a word, Muping was speechless.

What evidence can he have!

Ran baiton looked at Chu Xu calmly for a few seconds.

His mental state seems to have recovered. He can't see the fragile edges and corners of the colored glass, and the rest is the indifference from the world.

Chu Xu looked at him, his eyes were dark, his throat rolled, and said to him in a voice that only dye white heard: "listen to me this time."

The tone is hoarse and firm.

Full of stubbornness.

Muping has been making trouble, but he can't give evidence. Chu Xu insists that it's his own hand, because he can't bear it. In addition, he did do it, and finally Chu Xu promised to lose money.

He stayed at the police station for hours before he came out.

Out of the bright and dazzling light, it was dark and silent at night.

They walked side by side in the street, behind them was the gradually distant police station.

Dye Bai's half face is hidden in the shadow, and she is cold. At the age of 17, she is green and bitter, which makes people gasp for breath.

The atmosphere between them fell into silence.

After a while, Chu Xu approached the boy indifferently and whispered to him in ranbai's ear, "it's all right. I have money. I'll pay for killing me, but..."

He smiled awkwardly, his eyes and eyebrows were fierce, "it depends on whether he can stand it."

"Chu Xu." the man was walking forward, his back straight, and there was a vague distance ahead. His eyes were deep and hard to see, "what are you pulling me for?"

"Ah." suddenly hearing this question, Chu Xu was stunned and smiled after a long time: "maybe because... He suddenly wanted to be a good man."

Sounds like a very unreliable answer.

The boy didn't speak. He licked his dry lips. The sharp pain rolling in his stomach could tear people apart, break bones and reassemble them. The cold sweat wet his back. He walked to the bus stop, sat on a bench and waited quietly for the bus.

"Are you hurt?" Chu Xu looked at the man's face getting whiter and whiter. For the first time, he realized the feeling of panic. For fear that Jingbai fainted directly in front of him the next second. He half knelt in front of the boy, his palms sweated, and stared at the boy nervously: "did he hit you? Did you have a knife scratch? Did you have a stomachache?"

"It's all right." behind the young man was the screen of electronic advertising. The light and shadow flickered. The moon fell in his eyes and in the abyss. When staring at Chu Xu, he could almost suck people in.

Chu Xu fidgeted and didn't believe it at all. The next second he would get up: "you're waiting for me here. I'll buy you medicine."

But when he turned to go, there was a pull on his wrist.

The thin and clear fingers of the young man's joints held him tightly without loosening him.

"Ah?" Chu Xu was stunned, stopped and looked at the boy.

"It doesn't hurt very much." the man pulled him over, and his voice was a little cold and dumb: "can you sit with me for a while?"

Chu Xu couldn't refuse at all. He sipped his lips and sat next to the bench.

When the second line bus arrives,

The two people got on the bus together and put in coins.