Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Nightmare

"Going home?" Chen Zhi saw him approaching from afar and stood up.

Feng Ran shook his head, then remembered something: "What about you, what are your plans? Something happened, I can't accompany you. Go home."

"I can help you."

"No, you can't take care of yourself." Feng Ran smiled, "You came here without permission, it must be a mess over there."

Chen Zhi said: "If you don't explain clearly, I won't go back."

"I don't have anything to lose. Think it through."

Feng Ran booked a room near the school, a shabby little hotel, eighty yuan a night, with basically no hygiene and service. After the door was closed, Shen Zhi stood at the door and said, "Does it have to be here?"

"It's enough that I didn't take you to the youth hostel." He threw the bag away, stroked the white sheets, frowned and blew on his palms, and Shen Zhi saw it all.

He casually lay down and said, "It's OK actually. As long as you don't look through the cracks in the bed."

"What's there?"

"Some human hair. And corpses and fragments." Feng Ran yawned, "Various arthropods. There are also alive ones, maybe."

Shen Zhi took out his mobile phone and began to search. Feng Ran was secretly delighted. The plan worked.

As expected, Shen Zhi said, "There is another one 400 meters away, with better conditions."

"Master, I'm here to take care of things, not for vacation."

"It doesn't matter, it's so close."

"I can't afford it," Feng Ran said, "I may have to stay for more than a week."

"I'll pay. I just received my salary."

Feng Ran frowned and thought.

Chen Zhi didn't want to stay any longer: "Let's go."

Feng Ran said reluctantly: "Okay."

They checked out at lightning speed and left. On the way, Chen Zhi suddenly said: "You did it on purpose."

Feng Ran played dumb: "What?"

"Let's make a deal," Chen Zhi said, "I'll pay for your expenses here, but there is a condition."

"Oh, money power, this is not enough for me to sell myself to you."

He said jokingly, but Chen Zhi didn't buy it, just stared at him silently.

A calm gaze that sees through everything. The mirror surface as clear as water seems to shine through people's hearts. Feng Ran's heartbeat was calm inside. He suddenly lowered his head to touch the cigarette box, and then remembered that Chen Zhi couldn't smell it. His hand froze, and he smiled with relief: "I know what you want to hear."

There was a shallow arc on his lips, and his eyes moved away, looking at the fiery clouds in the sky. The orange-red sunlight dyed his hair and pupils with color.

"It's not that I can't say it."

He admitted that those years were too embarrassing and too difficult, and most of the time it was difficult to speak. But it's not that he doesn't want to explain. But where should he start talking about those long, complicated, and heavy things that kept him awake for so many years?

Feng Ran had always been looking forward to college life, because he always felt that once he entered college, he would grow up, and without the heavy pressure of schoolwork, many things would slowly get better.

It was indeed like this at first.

Feng Ran found several tutoring jobs, specializing in teaching high school students physics, 50 yuan an hour. Many high school students had a headache with physics, and his initial tutoring career was like a duck in water, and he made a lot of money.

Suddenly one day, as if the parents had discussed it beforehand, they all said that they didn't need him to come anymore.

Feng Ran asked the reason, but everyone kept silent. Only one parent told him the reason under his strong questioning: "When you arrived, there were a few people standing downstairs, at that intersection. At first I didn't know what was going on, but then someone called me. You have a grudge against them, right?"

He stood up and went to the window. Liu Mang and his friends had colorfully dyed hair, intricate and eye-catching tattoos on their arms, smoking, and standing at the intersection, talking and laughing loudly, looking up from time to time, and passers-by avoided them.

"I suggest you take care of your own private affairs first, and don't involve us, who have nothing to do with it."

Feng Ran found Liu Mang and questioned him why he did this.

Liu Mang said shamelessly: "You bastard, if you don't pay back the money you earn, what is the point of earning!"

Feng Qi's blood boiled: "I have to live and support my family. I will pay back the rest of the money! How can I make money if you stand here!"

"Hahaha, we are watching you, afraid that you will corrupt the flowers of the motherland."

"I will pay back all the money, but don't bother me in the future!"

"Oh, hey, you'd better remember what you said. Don't be like your unlucky dad. When you borrowed money, you boasted to the sky about your brothers. In the end, you took your brothers' money to gamble and blinded our eyes! Lao Si is still lying in the hospital. What can he use to compensate! Dayong lost all his family fortune, and his sixty-year-old mother died of cerebral thrombosis due to anger. She passed away the day before yesterday. What can he use to compensate!"

"I... he's dead. He has paid the price for what he did!"

"Is that the end? Then we who are alive deserve to be unlucky?" Liu Mang spat, "Everyone doesn't know how easy it is to die. It's just a matter of closing your eyes and taking a breath! Living is fucking difficult!"

Living is fucking difficult.

Feng Ran sneered at most of Liu Mang's words, but he felt that Liu Mang was right about this sentence.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he did not have the time and energy to imagine what the lives of his peers were like, let alone how he should spend his normal university life. "What to eat today" and "How much money do you have in your pocket" are two simple questions that, like indestructible shackles, firmly locked him in a cage called debt repayment. To live, to stay alive, is a sword hanging over his head that may fall at any time, and he has no chance to breathe.

Unable to take tutoring jobs, Feng Ran had to do day jobs.

Most of them were overdrawn, but they were at least sixty or seventy a day. This kind of work requires all physical strength, and Feng Ran often did not have enough food, and after a long time, he could not bear it.

Finally, he joined a car repair shop. The boss knew his cousin and was quite straightforward. He told him that he could only do odd jobs now, and that learning skills could increase his salary.

Feng Ran would go to the auto repair shop whenever he had time. He learned a lot by watching, eavesdropping, secretly doing it, asking others for advice, and looking for videos on the Internet.

During that period, he rushed out of the school gate as soon as the bell rang, making money wherever he could. Sometimes he even skipped classes, asked substitutes, or asked friends to answer questions for him. As for the final exam, he relied on cramming. It was like an addiction.

Later, his salary increased dramatically due to a special opportunity.

That day, he was dismantling the parts of a motorcycle. In his ears, the roars of the masters mixed with swear words, in front of him was a delicate structure that could not be wrong. He was sweating profusely, and suddenly someone called his name.

He turned around and saw Ren He, who looked depressed.

He took off his gloves, took out a cigarette from his pocket, blocked the mouths of the masters, and went out.

Ren He looked a little strange, and said, "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

"To Beijing."

Beijing. Feng Ran blinked his eyes. It was so far away, nearly 2,000 kilometers away from them.

"What? You don't want to go to school?"

"I'm going to find Ji Sheng." Ren He said, "I was expelled."

In just a few seconds, Feng Ran received two explosive messages.

He was dizzy for a second, and from the two messages, he extracted the one he wanted to know: "Wait, you were fired? When?"

"I want to find Ji Sheng, he ran away with a man from Beijing, saying he wanted to start a real band, and he seemed to have signed with an entertainment company. I want to find him." Ren He said in despair. Ji

Sheng was Ren He's first love when he was fifteen years old. He pursued her until he was nineteen before he succeeded. Who would have thought that not long after, this guy suddenly disappeared.

Feng Ran still finds Ji Sheng's disappearance method outrageous. A living person, without saying hello, without any message, just evaporated on the spot, and left Ren He's world.

But compared to that, it was obviously another matter, which was more important-

"When were you fired!" Feng Ran roared.

He thought his attitude would have a deterrent effect, but Ren He was still listless.

He was silent for a long time before he said, "I beat up the bald guy surnamed Weng and broke his nose. The school gave me a serious warning, criticized me in a notice, and called my parents. In fact, they just wanted to fire me and force me to drop out. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I just dropped out." The

bald guy surnamed Weng was a middle-aged male teacher who taught them microeconomics.

Feng Ran was dumbfounded. What earth-shaking things happened when he was away?

Ren He said in a flat tone: "He...he touched my butt, fuck. He touched it for five or six seconds, and then I beat him up. In the principal's office, they insisted on asking me why I beat the teacher. I didn't want to say it at first, but the guy surnamed Weng pretended to be ignorant. I thought I might as well go for it and say that he touched me. Then...then..." "

Then what? Say it."

"Then, everyone laughed."

"You..." Feng Ran couldn't say any more.

Ren He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "What the hell is so funny about this. They forced me to bring evidence, but there was no surveillance camera at that corner... I was unlucky, but Mr. Weng was not very comfortable either, he will have a crooked nose for the rest of his life."

Ren He was very beautiful, with a delicate and well-behaved face, and a gentle feeling - when he didn't speak. But Feng Ran never thought that he would encounter such a thing.

He couldn't help but ask a very stupid question: "Can I call the police?"

"I hit the teacher, and a group of people saw it, and a man touched a man, you know?... Anyway, now I have to beg him to forgive me."

Ren He left.

Feng Ran skipped class the next day to send him to the station, and the class he skipped happened to be a microeconomics class.

Later, he had some dealings with the bald man Weng, and he was sweet-mouthed and won the trust of the bald man Weng.

Finally, he caught Baldy Weng alone in the office. He locked the door, turned on the recorder, and pretended to be calm and said, "Teacher, I saw you in the bar last night."

Of course, that was because he kept a timer every day and found that he went to the same gay bar at a fixed time every week.

Baldy Weng frowned and moved his eyes to him.

Feng Ran smiled innocently: "Teacher, me too... Let's try it."

When a group of people rushed into the hotel with cameras and pried open the door of the room, the old pervert didn't know what happened.

Feng Ran selectively posted the video and audio on the Internet, causing an uproar, and sent the materials to the superior unit. Under various pressures, the surname Weng was fired, and he also lost his scholarship and qualification for further studies.

Feng Ran didn't care. Money is important, but some things are more important.

But he always felt that what he did was a bit vicious, and maybe he would suffer retribution in the future.

It doesn't matter, he accepted it.

Some causes and effects cannot be escaped.

That summer, Ren He called him and said he could come to Beijing. There were many opportunities here, and the salary was more than twice as much as theirs. Everyone could make money based on their own abilities.

Feng Ran asked his sister to live with his grandmother in the countryside, and went to Beijing alone.

Ren He's band had become a little famous, and they posted songs online and gained thousands of fans, but he never found the person he was looking for.

Ren He dyed his hair and dressed very trendy. He excitedly introduced to Feng Ran how they could find a venue, how to make money, etc., and introduced him to some jobs.

Some singing in bars, some print models... However, the most profitable job was to help people modify motorcycles and repair various cars. There were many rich people here, and they were generous. When they saw him, who had skills and spoke well, they introduced him to their friends. When they heard about his experience, they felt very sympathetic, and some even paid more intentionally or unintentionally. But Feng Ran never charged extra money, and even gave discounts to old customers.

Feng Ran clearly remembered that he earned more than 50,000 yuan in those two months.

After returning, he took his sister to the largest shopping mall and asked her to buy whatever she wanted while he waited on the side.

But his sister picked the cheapest goods, some underwear, a coat, a pair of shoes... a total of 298.8 yuan.

He asked her to buy something good, and she said that these were good enough.

He still tried to persuade his sister, but his sister said, "Brother, your shoes have been broken for a long time, let me buy you a pair."

Later, he often went to Beijing to make money. After getting familiar with various places and gaining more experience, life was finally not so difficult, and Liu Mang and his group were not so urgent.

In four years of college, he paid back a debt of 400,000 yuan, plus the 600,000 yuan paid by his mother, and he still owed 500,000 yuan. In addition, the 300,000 yuan that his mother borrowed from relatives also had to be repaid.

After graduation, he went to a private company, which was famous for its high intensity and high salary.

The end of the nightmare was also here.

Rainy night, it was another rainy night.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when Feng Ran got off work. As soon as he went out, he saw Liu Mang wearing a baseball cap and standing alone at the intersection smoking.

He ignored him and rode away on his bicycle.

Until Liu Mang grabbed the handlebars of the bicycle.

A strong smell of alcohol. Feng Ran frowned.

Liu Mang flicked his casual suit: "Look at you, you are dressed like a gentleman."

Feng Ran said: "Get out of the way."

Liu Mang pounced on him and the bicycle and knocked him to the ground.

Under normal circumstances, Feng Ran would have endured it. It is best not to have any big conflicts with this gangster. They are more in number, and he will always suffer.

But he has been working overtime every day recently and is in a very bad mood. Liu Mang directly ignited the fuse.

He and Liu Mang fought in the rain.

He was wearing a modified version of a formal suit, which was ill-fitting and tight on his body. He could not move freely, and soon he was at a disadvantage and was pinned to the ground and beaten.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he wanted to escape, but Liu Mang held him down like a madman. The power of drunk people is infinite. Feng Ran's eyes were blurred and it was difficult to break free.

He couldn't help but scream, shouting for help.

But it was too late today, and it was raining, and there was no pedestrian on the road.

Just as his neck was being strangled tightly and his vision was becoming increasingly blurry, there was suddenly a loud bang, an earth-shaking thunder, which came from right above him and reached his ears, shaking his bones and blood.

It was a very strange sound, two hard objects colliding, muffled, and with a metallic hum. The sound stopped decisively, without any ambiguity.

The force on the neck was lighter.

His vision became clear, and Liu Mang's expression froze in an instant, like a character paused on TV. His body fell to the side slowly and mechanically like a puppet. Instead, it was Feng Qing who stood in front of him, holding a long stick and looking at him with a knife-like gaze.

She looked down at him from above.

Her eyes were as bright as stars.

He got up from the ground and realized what had happened.

His majestic, great, heroic sister, Feng Qing, who had saved him from the water and fire, had hit Liu Mang, and it was the back of his head. Black blood flowed from Liu Mang's ears, and her force was only heavy, not light.

Countless possibilities flashed in his mind. Time stopped, the air was silent, and only raindrops dripped tirelessly, dripped, and dripped.

The blood spread, dark red, crawling everywhere, crawling onto his shoes, like some kind of signal. He jumped back as if he had been electrocuted and snatched the stainless steel stick: "Go! Go!"

Feng Qing was very determined, not the slightest bit timid: "No, I've had enough. Either he dies or I die today."

As they were pulling, the sound of police sirens came from a distance, rapid and gentle. Feng Ran saw that he could not escape, and quickly said: "Just say you were just passing by and didn't know anything. You just started high school, they won't make things difficult for you."

Feng Qing said word by word: "I called the police. I would say that he has been pestering us. If I didn't do this today, he would strangle my brother to death! I would say that just because my father owed him a lot of money, he wanted his father's debt to be paid by his son. He forced my mother away and harassed my brother all day long. I have kept all the evidence in the past few years, and I have also consulted a lawyer. I will send them to prison, for sure."

Feng Ran looked at her, as if looking at nothingness. He unconsciously took two steps back, his hand loosened, and with a bang, the metal stick fell to the ground.

He squatted down and hugged his head tightly.

His sister has grown up, and she is much more sensible than he thought.

But...

he organized his words and tried to calm down: "You have grown up... but what you did, I have done a long time ago. Do you know what the police said last time? These forces are intertwined and they can't be eliminated immediately if they want to. At most, they will stay in the detention center for a few days. And even if Liu Mang goes to jail, there will still be Zhao Mang, Qian Mang, and Sun Mang. Because dad and they are gangsters, he is even worse than those people.

"He cheated this group of people of their money, saying that he would use it for stock investment, but ended up gambling it all away. Dad said that he knew big entrepreneurs and had been a trader. He could guarantee that they would win. Some of them sold their houses, and some gave all their fortunes to dad. Those people were uneducated, and many of them could not read or write, and they were fooled around by dad.

"His cause of death was not suicide at all. He drank too much and went to the public toilet pit. He habitually smoked and caused a biogas explosion. That day, my mother came back and told me that he jumped from the upstairs and was smashed to pieces. But Liu Mang told me that my father was burned 80% of his body. When he was sent to the emergency room, he was stitching next to him.

"A person covered in shit was sent to the hospital. Everyone fled in all directions. Only Liu Mang could not move. Then I saw my mother and the nurse pushing the bed in. Although she covered her face with her hair, she was still recognized. "

Feng Ran buried his face in his palms, and his tone of narration was calm and gentle, as if he was telling a bedtime story: "Liu Mang was afraid that I would not believe it, and he showed me the video he took specially. At that time, the doctor asked my mother to sign, and my mother gave up treatment. My father died soon. Those people didn't make it difficult for my mother, but they refused to give in on the issue of money. Later, my mother paid back some of the money and told them that I was an adult. Since I inherited my father's inheritance, I was qualified to pay him back. Those people believed it, and then what happened later. "

It took Feng Qing a long time to come back to his senses, his voice trembling: "Dad's inheritance, what is it?" "

It's that old house, and a bank card. The password is my birthday, and there are 10,000 yuan in it."

Feng Qing said: "Why, just because we are related to him by blood, should we pay for his mistakes?"

"I don't know, but up to now, many people are still paying for it. There was a big brother who mortgaged his house to Dad. When Dad died, the big brother realized that he had made a stupid mistake. He didn't think it through and hanged himself. His daughter is only ten years old this year. There is also a very young brother who gave his mother's life-saving money to Dad. After the incident, he went crazy and is still in a mental hospital. "In the sound of the approaching sirens, his head slowly lowered, and every word he said was as heavy as a thousand pounds, hammering Feng Qing's heart, "We are innocent, and so are they. Most of them are not that bad. Some are just greedy for a while, and some are deceived. They are someone else's husband, son, and father. That's why I have to pay back the money. No one in this world has an easy life. This matter can only end by paying enough money. "