On the fifth day that Shao Yang was hospitalized, Zhou Song received a call from Shao Yang.
He was at work and was upset by a plan to redo it, so he secretly opened the minesweeper game that came with his computer. The file covered the game page, leaving only a small area exposed, making it difficult to find. He doesn't play nowadays
Any popular mobile game, I only like Minesweeper and Tetris. He is very good at difficult Minesweeper and extremely fast Tetris. During a lunch break, he played Tetris on his mobile phone. Tian Xin watched for a while, and was struck by the rain.
The rapidly falling blocks made me dizzy, saying that this gameplay was really abnormal.
A plate of landmines was about to be cleared, and the mobile phone on the table vibrated. Zhou Song picked up the mobile phone and saw a series of unfamiliar landline numbers. He hesitated for a moment, but answered: "Hello?"
Shao Yang: "It's me."
Shao Yang's voice was very rough, as if he was seriously ill and had to lower his voice to speak. Zhou Song recognized it was him, took his hand away from the mouse, and slowly dropped it on the table: "Is something wrong?"
Shao Yang said: "I will be sent to the detention center today."
Zhou Song said nothing and waited for him to continue.
Shao Yang chuckled lightly: "Thanks to you, I stayed in the hospital for a week. Now I have to go where I should go."
Zhou Song: "You're welcome."
Shao Yang: "Do me a favor."
Zhou Song: "What are you busy with?"
Shao Yang: "My dad suffered a stroke and hemiplegia two years ago, as you know. I can't take care of him now. I would like to ask you to help send him to the Blue Sky Nursing Home. I have already said hello to the director. I have his medical fund."
There is a business card stuck in the middle drawer of my TV cabinet, and the password is the first three digits and the last three digits of the card number."
Zhou Song smiled and said, "Are you so sure that I will help you?"
Shao Yang: "Yes, I'm sure."
The smile on Zhou Song's lips quickly disappeared, and he suddenly felt bored. He was silent for a moment and said, "I'll be there after get off work."
Shao Yang didn't speak, as if he was thinking about what to say, but seemed to simply have nothing to say. After a period of slightly noisy silence, the call was disconnected. Zhou Song put down the phone, and for some reason, his mood suddenly became a little heavy.
When he was about to get off work, he remembered that he didn't have a car, and he couldn't send a hemiplegic old man to a nursing home by himself, so he suddenly thought of asking for help. The first person he thought of was Han Feilu, and it was Han Feilu who captured Shao Yang.
, Han Feilu had made great contributions but also left a mess, and it was up to Han Feilu to clean it up. He dialed Han Feilu's number, and was hung up twice. Then Han Feilu sent back a message: I
I'll call you when I'm in a meeting or after the meeting.
I don't know how long it will take to wait for his call, so Zhou Song decisively gives up on him and looks for the next helper in his address book. But although he has many 'friends', most of them are just fair-weather friends who can only have fun.
If I ask them for help, I don't know how many times the benefits will be repaid in the future. After rummaging through it, I suddenly found Qin Xiao's phone number. Zhou Song hesitated for a moment and dialed Qin Xiao's phone number.
Qin Xiao answered quickly and said vaguely: "Who is it?"
Zhou Song looked at his watch. It was now past six o'clock in the evening, but Qin Xiao seemed to be woken up while sleeping. "Sorry, did I disturb your rest?"
Qin Xiao suddenly woke up, sat up in a hurry, and hit his head on the bed board of the upper bunk. He said, "Ah, no, no, I'm awake. Damn, it really hurts."
Zhou Song heard him inhale and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"
Qin Xiao chuckled: "I hit my head just now. What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Song: "Do you have time later? A friend of mine asked me to help him send the elderly at home to a nursing home. I need help."
Qin Xiao: "Yes, yes, do you want a car?"
Zhou Song: "Do you have a car?"
Qin Xiao: "My roommate has one, and I drive his car."
Qin Xiao's roommate scolded him, "You're not a damn thing, driving my car to pick up your girl." Qin Xiao immediately scolded him back, "Tear your mouth to shreds, this is my friend." Qin Xiao probably opened the car.
Mention, these two sentences must have entered Zhou Song's ears in full, but Zhou Song pretended not to hear: "Of course it's good if you can drive. If it's not convenient, we can take a taxi."
Qin Xiao: "What's the inconvenience? I filled up the gas tank and he was eager to let me drive away. Are you off work? I'll pick you up."
Zhou Song: "Do you know the Wanheng Group office building? I have five minutes to get off work."
Qin Xiao: "I can turn on the navigation and drive to Rome. You wait for me on the roadside. I'll be there soon."
When it was time to get off work, Zhou Song walked out of the building in a hurry. The ringing of the off-duty bell barely caught up with his steps. He stood on the roadside and waited for less than ten minutes when a black Toyota squeezed out of the traffic and stopped slowly.
A double flash flashed in front of him.
Zhou Song opened the car door and got in the passenger seat, looked at him, and then casually praised: "It's a nice car."
Qin Xiao was in a hurry to go out, so he casually put on a pair of short-sleeved shirts and jeans and came out. Unexpectedly, he found that the short-sleeved shirt had shrunk a bit, making his arm muscles tight and bulging. Qin Xiao smiled and said: "The unit where one of my buddies used to work
He was owed four or five months' wages, but the boss couldn't pay so he gave him the car. The car seat might be a little wet, so I wiped it with a rag before setting off."
Zhou Song put on his seat belt and said, "You are very careful."
Qin Xiao smiled and drove the car on the road: "Where are we going?"
Zhou Song gave the address of Shao Yang's home and then stopped talking. He looked out the window and his phone from time to time, appearing very relaxed.
The traffic was very congested during off-duty hours. The car stopped and stopped for more than ten minutes before moving less than a mile. But Qin Xiao was very patient and moved forward with the traffic without saying a word. He stopped the car again and vacated.
Kong'er looked at Zhou Song and then noticed the changes in Zhou Song: "Did you dye your hair back again?"
Zhou Song's red hair disappeared and was replaced by a head of black medium-length curly hair. Compared with his previous hairstyle, the only slight difference was that the ends of the hair were more curly. Liang Xie personally pressured him to dye it.
, he resisted at first, but Liang Xie gave him two choices, either to dye his hair back or move in with Zhou Lingjun, and he immediately chose the former.
Zhou Song pushed her hair behind her ears: "Yes, does red or black look better?"
Qin Xiao looked at him seriously for a while: "I think... they all look good."
Zhou Song glanced at him and said with a smile: "Thank you, then I will take it seriously."
Qin Xiao: "That's the truth. You look good with a shaved head and a sack. But why did you suddenly remember that you dyed your hair red?"
Zhou Song dyed his hair to relieve Han Feilu's pain, but he didn't want to get half the result with half the effort and have little effect. So the day Liang Xiao took him to the barber shop, he just obeyed. He didn't want to tell the truth to Qin Xiao, so he made up a reason casually: "
It was done on a whim, but later I felt it was inappropriate.”
Thinking of Han Feilu, Zhou Song also thought of Qin Xiao being asked by Han Feilu to go to the police station to take samples, so he asked: "Have you been to the police station?"
Qin Xiao said: "I went there the day before yesterday. Brother Han was very polite. He took my blood and took me to the detention center."
Zhou Song: "Go to the detention center to see Fang Yaqing?"
Qin Xiao nodded: "Yes."
Zhou Song tried to look at his face, but couldn't see anything.
Qin Xiao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Sometimes things like blood relationship are really weird."
Zhou Song: "What's so strange?"
Qin Xiao: "They say Fang Yaqing is my biological father, but I have no memory of him. When I saw him that day, I didn't even feel strange. Seeing him cry made me feel quite sad."
Zhou Song: "...Did he say anything to you?"
Fang Yaqing must have said a lot to him, but Qin Xiao shook his head and refused to say more.
The car stopped and stopped for more than half an hour, and finally drove into an inconspicuous community. Qin Xiao parked the car on the side of the corridor, and walked into a unit building with Zhou Song. When they arrived at the door of Shao Yang's house, Zhou Song remembered that he did not have Shao Yang.
Yang's house key, but this didn't bother him. He knelt down and lifted up the carpet, and sure enough he saw a small key under the carpet.
He opened the door with the key, and the moment he pushed the door open, a stench and the smell of urine rushed to the two of them like a strong airflow. Zhou Song immediately covered his nose, and Qin Xiao waved away the smell in front of him:
"Why does it smell so bad? It's like entering a public toilet."
After walking through the entrance hall and entering the living room, the two saw an old man sitting in a wheelchair. He was Shao Yang's father, Shao Dongcheng. Shao Dongcheng suffered a stroke and hemiplegia two years ago. He lost the ability to take care of himself and could only rely on a wheelchair to survive. He was six years old.
He was over ten years old, with a shriveled figure, sitting slumped in a wheelchair like a puddle of lifeless rotten flesh.
Zhou Song walked over and lowered his eyes to look at him. Seeing his stiff, gray eyes, every piece of flesh on his body seemed to be dead, with no luster or sense of life. His whole figure seemed to be stitched together by a pile of rotten flesh.
's corpse.
Shao Dong suddenly noticed someone approaching, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at Zhou Song. His aging, collapsed, and sunken face suddenly regained a trace of life, but that life was terrifying and disgusting. The source of the stench in the house was
Regarding his body, it seemed that he had not taken a shower or changed clothes for a long time. He had been urinating and defecating in a wheelchair for the past few days, and there was a pool of dirty yellow excrement on the floor.
Behind him was a water dispenser, with biscuit residues scattered on his collar. Only his right arm could exert little strength, so he must have been surviving on biscuits and cold water these past few days.
Zhou Songdao: "I am Shao Yang's friend. Shao Yang entrusted me to send you to a nursing home."
Shao Dongcheng must have understood. He struggled to move his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but only two lines of saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Qin Xiao hurriedly took out the mop from the bathroom, asked Zhou Song to stand far away, pushed Shao Dongcheng aside, used the mop to clean the feces on the floor, and said: "Your friend is too unreliable.
The paralyzed old man was left alone at home without even a nanny."
Zhou Song didn't explain much, just said: "No need to clean, no one will live in this house in the future. While it is still early, we will send the old man to a nursing home."
Qin Xiao said: "Then you have to clean it up, the clothes on the old man's body are all rotten."
Qin Xiao pushed Shao Dongcheng to the bedroom. Zhou Song stayed in the living room and looked around. He saw a photo hanging on the TV background wall. It was a family photo. In the photo were Shao Yang and Shao Yang's parents. This picture
The photo was taken when Shao Yang was five or six years old. Shao Dongcheng and a young and beautiful woman sat shoulder to shoulder behind Shao Yang. The family smiled brightly and happily at the camera - just now Shao Dongcheng was facing this wall, as if he was
Looking at this family photo.
"Zhou Song! Come here quickly!"
Qin Xiao shouted in the bedroom, and Zhou Song walked in and saw Shao Dongcheng lying on his back on the bed. Qin Xiao had taken off his dirty clothes, leaving only his underwear on, revealing his deformed and shrunken limbs.
Qin Xiao pointed at Shao Dongcheng's two calves: "Look."
Shao Dongcheng's legs were unnaturally bruised and bruised from the knees down. His muscles seemed to be rotting from the inside. There were scattered foreign body protrusions under the skin, and yellow pus was leaking from several places.
Qin Xiao squatted down and pulled out a thin object as long as a thumb from the pus-producing wound. It was covered with black blood and yellow pus. Qin Xiao looked at it carefully and couldn't believe it: "This is a needle!"
What Qin Xiao held in his hand was a sewing needle. Not only that one, Shao Dongcheng's legs were covered with needles.
Qin Xiao said angrily: "Who did it? Isn't this elder abuse?"
Zhou Song said nothing, only looking at Shao Dongcheng's two legs filled with foreign objects. Who did it? It was obviously Shao Yang. Only Shao Yang had the opportunity to insert the needles into Shao Dongcheng's legs.
To date, hundreds of them have been inserted.
Qin Xiao said: "Let's take him to the hospital first, his leg is too seriously injured."
He wanted to change Shao Dongcheng into clean clothes and opened the wardrobe. There were only winter clothes in it, but no summer clothes. So he moved out a suitcase under the wardrobe and wanted to find if there were any clothes in the box. There were indeed some old clothes in the box, Qin Xiao
I casually took out a suit and felt a bulge under the clothes, and asked suspiciously: "What's underneath?"
He opened his clothes and found a mask under the box. It was a goat mask. The corners were damaged and the color had faded. It seemed to be quite old.
Zhou Song said: "Show me."
Qin Xiao took out the mask and handed it to him. Zhou Song took the mask and looked at it carefully for a moment, then put the mask in front of him. Through the goat's eyes, he saw Shao Dongcheng lying on the bed, staring at him.
There was a radiance in the eyes.
A chill suddenly grew in Zhou Song's heart. He could see that Shao Dongcheng's eyes had changed a lot compared to just now. Shao Dongcheng stared hard at the mask on his face, his eyes extremely excited. He raised his right hand with difficulty, like
It was to capture Zhou Song.
Zhou Song slowly put down the mask and revealed his face. The light in Shao Dongcheng's eyes disappeared instantly and became dark. He understood that Shao Dongcheng was the owner of this mask, and the way he put on this mask just now showed Shao Dongcheng.
Reached his former self - a monster with a goat's head and human body.