Gamers Are Fierce

　　Huh.

　　 Although it was the end of summer, under the dim yellow street lamp, the two air pillars exhaled from the nostrils were clearly visible.

　　 "Do you feel it?"

　　 Li Ang asked softly.

　　 The black umbrella shook slightly behind him, making a sound.

　　 Yin Qi, the thin but clear Yin Qi fills this narrow and messy alley, like a misty veil, blocking the line of sight.

　　 The black umbrella swayed comfortably and comfortably, sucking the coldness that was free in the air, Li Ang adjusted his breathing to let the rippled energy slowly flow through his body.

　　 The warm current dissipated the chill, Li Ang shook his body, walked through the alley, and followed the path of the Yin Qi, turning left and right, and came to a two-story bungalow.

　　The whole bungalow is grayish-brown, and the outer walls are covered with verdant creepers. From the cracks between the branches and leaves, you can see the mottled falling cement wall tiles.

　　 The age of this house is estimated to be a round older than Li Ang, and the corners and roots full of cracks make people wonder whether the building will collapse and collapse in the next second.

The room on the second floor of the building was lit, and standing on the bottom of the building, you could hear the sound of immature reading from above. Li Ang froze for a moment and looked around to confirm that there was no one around. He quickly climbed up along the wall of the building, like a black cat. Quietly lying on the top of the second-story building, listening to the movement below.

　　 "There is a rock cliff at the foot of the mountain, and there is a seam in the cliff. The cold bird uses this seam as its nest."

Several immature children are reading the text aloud. What they are reading is the second-grade text "Chilling Bird" published by the People's Education Press, to the effect that winter is approaching, but the Birds of Chilling passed away and refused to build a nest, and finally in the cold winter night Frozen to death.

There are five boys and three girls in the children’s voice. They are all very young. They sit in four rows of seats in a row. They sit in the front of the small room and occasionally stand up and walk around. They are adult men. Wear cloth shoes and weigh about 140.

　　 Li Ang can roughly guess the scene of the house just by sound and not looking at the picture. Is this a shantytown version of "cram school"?

　　 The children finished reading the text, and the man sitting on the podium in the front of the room coughed violently, asking the children to start the math study exercise book.

　　 Li Ang patiently lay on the roof and waited for the change. Ten minutes later, the door of the room was knocked. A middle-aged woman who sounded like doing heavy manual labor thanked the teacher in a tired voice and took away her child.

　　As ten o'clock gradually approached, the children from the "cram school" were all taken away by their parents. When the door was taken, the man in front of the classroom coughed violently and slowly made himself a pot of tea.

　　 Jasmine tea, the color is fresh and elegant, the taste is sweet and delicious, it clears heat and detoxifies, the pale white flowers float and rotate in the tea soup, just looking at it can make people calm.

　　 A middle-aged man named Zou Zhengze held the lid of the enamel cup, rubbed the mouth of the cup lightly, took a sip of the tea, and said calmly to the window, "Don’t you come down and take a look?"

　　 After a moment of silence, Li Ang flipped in from the window, the red face on the mask Guan Gong glared at Zou Zhengze.

　　 "Which organization are you from?" Zou Zhengze blew the surface of the tea, and asked leisurely: "Special Affairs Bureau? Abnormal Society? Or Whale Song?"

　　 Li Ang did not answer, but looked at Zou Zhengze with interest.

He is about forty-five years old, of medium build, neither fat nor thin, with short hair, shoes on his feet, and wrinkled red short-sleeved T-shirt and black trousers. The arm parts are not covered by the short sleeves. There are large tracts of old burn marks.

On his face, the burn scars are more obvious. The dark red scar covers the entire left face and extends to the bottom of the right ear. Whenever he smiles, his slightly swollen lips will be implicated to the side, which is worrying. Will the corners of his mouth split along the scar?

　　 "Zeng Weiming and Wang Fangni, husband and wife, you killed?"

　　 "It's me." Zou Zhengze nodded.

　　 "Why?" Li Ang asked, "Hem?"

　　 "Hate?" Zou Zhengze shook his head, "not for hatred, but for love."

　　 Li Ang grinned and said, "Anyone with a right mind will not use murder as an expression of love."

　　Zou Zhengze shook his head, coughed a few times, got up from the chair, knocked on the table, "What do you think of me here?"

　　 "As a cram school, not bad."

　　 "Actually, this is not a cram school." Zou Zhengze laughed and said, "People who live in this place are not rich. Many couples do the physical work of getting up and down, and they have no time and no conditions to take care of children.

　　 When I was young, I repaired a bicycle, carried a bag, burned a boiler, ran a commissary, worked as a barefoot doctor, and taught for a while. Fortunately, I used the residual heat to help the residents here bring their children and give me some tutoring. "

"Very touching story." Li Ang calmly said, "You can simply participate in the selection of the top ten people in Yin City ~ www.readwn.com~ Zou Zhengze ignored the irony in Li Ang's words and sighed: "When I was young, Wang Fangni and I were Best friends, we grew up in the village together and went to school together. It's a pity that my parents' family conditions are really bad, and there is no money for me to go to high school, so I have to enter society early.

　　 Later, I heard that Fang Ni had an accident at home and there was no money for her to continue school, so I took two jobs in the city and gave her post money so that she could continue high school.

When she was in college, we lived together. I drove a taxi to subsidize the family. She went to school during the day and went home to cook for me at night. That was our happiest moment. She told me to wait until she graduated from college. I got married. "

On Zou Zhengze’s dark red face, there was a calm and warm memory of the past, “But the good times did not last long. In an action to extinguish the fire, I rushed into the fire and was picked up by the people I rescued to escape. Mask. When I was dragged out of the fire by the firefighters, I had already become this image of people and ghosts."

　　 "Fanny didn't leave me behind. She took good care of her by the hospital bed, and she kept describing to me the beautiful future we had imagined.

　　 However, one is a female college student with an infinitely bright future, and the other is a disfigured and crippled body. The pointing of people around makes Fang Ni more silent. "

　　 "Do you have that kind of experience? Afraid of being abandoned, afraid of being hated, hating yourself, hating yourself, and you can no longer trust the person you love,"

Zou Zhengzhe said in a daze: "At that time, I treated her very badly, very badly. I fought hard, and she was still silent. I let her roll, and if she didn't roll, I tore the bandage and escaped by myself. The hospital, fled the city.

　　 During that time, I couldn't tell whether I hated her or hated myself. "