Before you know it, the semester is coming to an end, and it's time for final exams.
The day after the examination, the students in the school swarmed out, Song Xiaobao's skirt was accidentally a joyful shouting ran past the little boy hung up, the zipper of the schoolbag just stuck in the hollow lace, and a tear a long big mouth.
Bao frowned fiercely, but there was nothing she could do about the unsuspecting little perpetrator who had run off long ago.
When Wei Zhiyuan arrived home, Mrs. Song hadn't come back yet. He saw Song Xiaobao sitting on the sofa, with Mrs. Song's usual needle and thread box in her lap, tearing off all the lace that had rotted underneath the skirt, hanging his head down, carefully folding the skirt upwards, and clumsily holding the needle and thread to lock the edges of a curved and twisted stitch.
Wei Zhiyuan asked, "What are you doing?"
He suddenly made a sound, Song Xiaobao was caught off guard and got her hand zapped, she shook her hand off and bared her teeth as she complained, "Aiyo brother, you scared me, this skirt edge of mine ripped and couldn't be sewn on, so I had to tear it all off and re-sew an edge."
Her words trailed off and she cocked her head, "Finished, seems a little crooked."
Comrade Xiao Bao's manual ability is difficult to reach the basic level of the toiling masses, has never been more hands than feet stupid, and has never sewn their own clothes, with their family's current economic conditions, the famous brand is no need to think about, but to buy a new dress for the little girl is still nothing.
But Song Xiaobao this "have conditions to be pampered, no conditions to create conditions to be pampered" of the big petulant package but did not even mention.
Wei Zhiyuan realized that the disappearance of his elder brother had caused more than just him stress.
Little Bo sewed it crooked, so I had to cut the thread with small scissors, remove it and re-do it, but unfortunately it wasn't long before it was crooked again.
She sighed insufferably and slammed the needle and thread back into the needle and thread box, probably also aggrieved in her heart, sniffling, but she raised her eyes and found that only herself and Wei Zhiyuan were at home, so she held back the tears - she just looked small, but she actually wasn't small any more, and in her heart, Wei Zhiyuan was not the same as her big brother and grandma and them. In her heart, Wei Zhiyuan is not the same as her grandmother and her elder brother. Her elder brother is more like a powerful father with a deep generation gap, and Wei Zhiyuan is a junior brother of the same generation, so she is too embarrassed to act so unintelligent in front of him.
After a while, Xiao Bao came over and took away the Wei Zhiyuan ruler, "Second brother you lend me this long ruler to use."
When she finished, she bent over the table and pressed the edge with a ruler, struggling with the needle to avoid sewing crookedly again.
Wei Zhiyuan lowered his head as if he was reading a book, but the book in front of him did not turn a page, and several times, he wanted to raise his head and say to Xiao Bao, don't sew it, and buy you a new one tomorrow.
But he didn't dare.
Even though the family is well off at the moment, the loss of the elder brother is almost the same as the loss of financial resources, and without a source of money, it will be spent one day.
They both harbor the same fear in their hearts, and each other seems to be unapologetically unaware of it without piercing it.
Just then, Three Fatty arrived.
Three fat always look happy, this guy can day after day poor happy, as if there are happy endless things, in the words of Wei Qian, is that he "face always flooded with the red light of just finished drinking wine".
Three Fatty probed around the house and asked suspiciously, "Hey, your brother's unlucky kid hasn't come back yet? Where was he robbed to be a door-to-door aunt, intending to enjoy himself?"
Wei Qian and his party lost contact, at the request of Wei Zhiyuan, no one told Sanfan, Sanfan is still optimistically kept in the dark.
Wei Zhiyuan said, "It's been almost this week or two, and I heard yesterday that it's headed back."
"Oh," said Sanfat, seeing the frankness of his face, and not taking it to heart, and looking down at the work in Bao's hands, "Bao'er, you're going to be a tailor, aren't you?"
Xiaobao raised her head, her line of sight bumped into Wei Zhiyuan, she played small and could not read people's faces, but at this time, for some reason, all of a sudden, she evolved to a new platform - able to read other people's eyes, Xiaobao cooperated with the lie that was not very clever: "I don't like this lace any more, and I want to get rid of it. "
Three Fatty said rightfully, "If you don't like it, let your brother buy you a new one, what's the point of bothering?"
Song Xiaobao was a truthful child, never making up much nonsense, she didn't know what to say for a moment, and hurriedly lowered her head, suspecting that she was going to reveal herself soon.
It was a while before she pursed her lips and held her tongue, "I ...... I want to save it."
Three fat ate a shock, heartless said: "Look at our sister, too understand, your brother's grandson if he heard, can really rest in peace."
He was joking, three fat was originally a big mouth cannon without smoke, and Wei Qian is not afraid of the cold, what "salty words" are full of running, no taboo, but just when he said the words fell, Xiaoyuan and Xiaobao suddenly raised their heads together to look at him, the two children's faces are extremely ugly, just ugly, but no one squeaked.
Three fat reaction is very fast, after a stunned, immediately in his own mouth on the side of a light slap: "Bah, see three brother this stink mouth, this nonsense strength, all right ah, all don't take it to heart."
For a while, Wei Zhiyuan squeezed out a smile at him, but Xiao Bao didn't have that city and couldn't smile at all, she grabbed the clothes and the needle and thread box, and whispered down, "This can't be seen, I'm going back to the house to do it."
And then turned and walked away.
At this point, even if Sanfat was blind, he understood that something was wrong.
But when he opened his mouth at Wei Zhiyuan and was about to inquire, he took a look at the child's eyes that vaguely contained some kind of stubbornness and knew that nothing could be asked.
Three fat is to understand, these two children are not good in the heart, just in the way of their presence, are trying to hold back not to show.
"Come on," said the three fat heart, "I'd better go, and then stay here, must suffocate the two little cubs."
He said goodbye to Wei Zhiyuan and left, deciding to block Old Mrs. Song at night and ask for clarification.
And Wei Zhiyuan always remembered that he still had one thing left to do.
The next day, he chose a quiet afternoon out of the door, when he left, Wei Zhiyuan took out the money Wei Qian gave him for summer camp, looked at it, and stuffed it into his school bag with the envelope.
This is something that his brother left for himself, Wei Zhiyuan wants to carry it with him, so that he has a solid heart.
When he was done with that, Wei Zhiyuan decided to use the money to buy Xiao Bao a new dress, anyway, if his brother really didn't come back, he wouldn't go to summer camp, it was pointless.
At this point, those who work are already at work, and those who don't are taking a lunch break in the summer heat.
Wei Zhiyuan has already figured out that that pervert was married once, then divorced, and is now an only
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He had the other side's entire duty schedule in his hand, and knew that on this day the pervert happened to be on duty from late afternoon to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and was not at home.
Wei Zhiyuan even tracked and then stepped on the spot, and had already turned around near that house four or five times.
He nimbly climbed the fence near the silo, and with a double stomp and a climb, he leapt to the second floor balcony.
Wei Zhiyuan used the knife he had with him to cut a slit in the screen window of the man's house that was barely big enough for him to fit one hand through, and then shrunk his hand into the long-sleeved jacket he had deliberately put on, and through the jacket he reached into the screen window, pivoted the pins on the inside, and tumbled in through the window.
He had carefully thought through every detail before he did it, including which part of the process would meet with what surprises, almost as if he had a plan.
Wei Zhiyuan do thief seems to be gifted, the first time on the line of clouds and water like habitual criminals, silent, a breath of air.
But up to this point, he had remained in a rigorous manner, with the idea of bold assumptions and cautious evidence, and had first visited the man's home.
Soon enough, Wei Zhiyuan knew that his cautious pleading was completely superfluous.
He found tons of horny/erotic posters and pictures in the filthy bedroom, most of them featuring children, and judging from the pictures, this guy seemed to have an extraordinarily strong affinity for little boys and girls between the ages of six and eight/nine, who hadn't developed yet. Since he lived alone, the guy didn't even bother to hide them, plastering them all over the walls.
Wei Zhiyuan didn't want to leave traces of himself, and through the sleeves of his coat, he flipped through those things, calculating the feasibility of reporting in his heart.
With that, he vetoed the idea.
Wei Zhiyuan only in his brother and third brother's words, heard of this pervert seems to have killed a little girl, but it has been years ago, the little girl has long been dead, even the family refused to report to the police, he has absolutely no evidence to say that this is the person who did it.
As for the one he met, it could only be described as an attempt, and it would seem to make sense for the other guy to bite the bullet and say that he was just trying to rob a kid of his pocket money.
As for hiding children's pornographic materials in one's home, even though it may bring some trouble to that person, what can it do? It's none of other people's business what they hide in their homes.
He won't be sentenced for this, whereas Wei Zhiyuan himself, from stalking to breaking and entering, this series of things are not on the table.
He was in enough trouble already, he couldn't get into more trouble over this.
Finally, Wei Zhiyuan rummaged through another drawer and found something inside that clearly belonged to a child - a little girl's cartoon hair card, his familiar, their school uniform buttons, and even a few pieces of children's underwear.
Next to a dozen videotapes.
Wei Zhiyuan pulled out the top one and placed it in the old VCR next to him, and after the noise and white dots, a colorful/erotic video featuring a little girl of about ten years old appeared on the screen.
Wei Zhiyuan had little interest in this, he frowned and fast-forwarded the tape backward, seeing that there was still something so absurd in the world - the whole box of videotape, back and forth is that one little girl, also, back and forth is that bit of content, and surprisingly, it is also quite a performance nature of the switching of several poorly written themes.
Wei Zhiyuan didn't feel that he was doing the people a favor, he just felt that having such a person living in the world made him feel a little sick.
He had learned enough and was ready to exit the tape and leave quietly to carry out his next plan.
Just a second before he was about to hit the pause button, the fast-forwarded video jumped to the next clip.
These tapes are all crude pirated tapes, and the person who burned them was probably careless, mixing in a video of something else as well. The first few images flew by under the effect of fast forwarding, and Wei Zhiyuan glanced at them, thinking that the background style seemed to have changed, and the hand that was about to press down couldn't help but pause.
Then, his jaw suddenly dropped and his eyes widened.
He saw two tall European and American men both dressed very coolly, point-blank saying two preverbal lines, and then surprisingly ambiguous attitude hugged each other and kissed and rolled to a piece.
Wei Zhiyuan did not know when to stop fast forwarding, not good eyeballs staring at the two people on the screen, the two male protagonists are both body slender and powerful, muscle angular, the place that should be absolutely not lacking ...... is also never fake.
And the two incomprehensible male leads still seem to be doing it with great gusto!
Wei Zhiyuan froze in place, his outstretched hand froze in mid-air, completely forgetting to retract it, and just as the two men in that piece grunted and cursed and went straight to the point, there was a sudden knock on the door from outside.
Wei Zhiyuan turned off the VCR as quickly as he was struck by lightning, and stood motionless with bated breath in the unfamiliar, disorganized living room.
Someone outside yelled out, "Electricity bill? Is anyone here?"
Wei Zhiyuan closed his eyes and clenched his fists at his side, quietly counting his thunderous heartbeat.
He took a deep breath as the entire configuration of the room flashed through his mind, instantly picking out several evacuation routes - if someone outside suddenly opened the door or ......
Well, the man outside waited for a while, then cursed lowly, "No one is there as soon as they collect the money, what kind of people are they, yuck!"
And then it seemed to go away.
Wei Zhiyuan was relieved.
His back was already drenched in sweat, but he acted methodically, first withdrawing the tape, then carefully restoring what had been moved to its original state, and finally, he found a place for cash under a small cupboard and drew three hundred dollars in cash from it.
His heartbeat has been slightly calmed, but still blushing, turned back to the screen he cut open to flatten, and then in the door of the "cat's eye" to observe a period of time, to make sure that there is no one in the hallway, and to make sure that the pervert left the door without unlocking it, and only then carefully pushed the door open, turn back to take it with him, and quietly from the hallway out! Out.
Wei Zhiyuan felt that there was a fire in his heart, burning his mouth dry, it seems that there is a kind of sticky not to go something entangled in him, he suspected that he was out of righteous indignation and nausea, so he bought a bottle of Arctic Ocean on the side of the road, flooded with ice, and poured it into his stomach three times, only to be able to extinguish that fire.
Wei Zhiyuan calmly returned home and wrote a note to Xiaobao, saying that he had gone to the city library to borrow materials, and that he didn't have to wait for him to eat at night, and then he went straight to the factory where that pervert worked.
On the last page of his secret notebook, he wrote the word "Qiu Jianguo" and then drew a big cross with a red pen.
Oh, Kew is the name of the pedophile.
Qiu ate in the cafeteria that night, as he usually does.
He had recently set his sights on a little boy who looked like a little girl. Boys of that age are playful, run around at home on summer vacation, and their parents are a little more careless, so it's very easy to find an opportunity to get his hands on them, rather than the girls.
Just as he was finishing his meal, the doorman came over with a couple bottles of wine, "You bought it, and someone just delivered it."
Qiu Jianguo froze, "Me? I didn't buy it."
The doorman vaguely knew that there was something abnormal about this man, although he didn't know exactly what kind of abnormality he was, he instinctively didn't want to have more contact with him, so he just gave him a loving look and placed both the wine and the signed list in front of him, "It's yours, your name--who bought it if not you? The money's been paid, over three hundred, quite expensive."
The doorman finished, not wanting to pay any attention to him, and only instructed him to bring the signing sheet to the communication room at the end of his shift, and then he walked, away.
Qiu checked the list and found that it was a delivery order from a nearby tavern he frequented, and it was indeed his name, no problem.
He thought, maybe it is the delivery of the wrong person's name, usually go to the tavern are familiar customers, this is likely to happen, anyway, the money has been given, there is a cheap not to take advantage of is a son of a bitch, if someone comes to look for, he will be pushed two and a half six, anyway, it is the tavern got it wrong before the problem.
So he took the wine with a clear conscience, stayed and drank it, and with a small dish of peanut beans, he went down three bottles of wine, and his whole body had become a puddle of drunkenness, falling into a heap in the reclining chair to lie down in a corpse, with no sense at all that he was working, and neglecting his duty as a matter of course.
While he was half asleep, the man heard a click, which he ignored and simply rolled over.
After another moment, he heard the sound of the little girl's brittle voice speaking.
It's that undeveloped, tender, pinched voice.
He was seemingly intoxicated when all at once he reacted, his eyes reddened, and he sat up violently.
He heard voices coming from outside the door, and the little girl seemed to be muttering to herself, occasionally humming a couple of songs all by herself, accompanied by tiny, seemingly bouncing footsteps.
He knew that in the front of the workshop staff dormitory, there is a female worker with her eight-year-old daughter living here, he every time he saw that little girl itchy heart, but he is very careful and cautious, not much to the people around him, had to have been held back.
But right now ...... it happens to be late at night.
My alcohol-heated brain exploded.
The man's sweaty hairs stood up in excitement, and he licked his lips dryly and thirstily, reaching up to rub his crotch impatiently, and then stood up, his drunkenness unresolved and his eyes white as a sheet, and followed the sound that was far away and nearer to him, headlong and light-headed.
As he walked, he felt a coolness around him, and the man shivered, more or less sobering up; he frowned, realizing that this was a cryogenic cold storage facility where meat products were kept, and that rustling noises were coming from inside.
The man regained some of his senses and rushed inside, "Hey, you can't just go in the cold room!"
The little girl seemed to gabble something, too low for him to hear. The man's throat rolled obscenely up and down, reason struggling hard for a moment with lust/lust, and lust/lust won out.
He glanced at the warehouse door of the big clock, at this time from midnight shift change there is more than an hour, he knew that the cold storage at any time during the day into the new inventory, the door is not on the "big locks", only on the "small locks", the internal staff have the key, only the second half of the night shift change, will be By the shift personnel to increase the lock lock, the next day at six o'clock in the morning on time to open.
A little over an hour is enough time to do a lot of things.
He softened his voice: "Little sister, you can't break in here, quickly come out with uncle, uncle lead you to eat good food ......"
He walked right in, not seeing for a moment that the clock at the cold storage door had stopped long ago.
He followed the girl's voice deeper and deeper and further in, finally catching it - right behind a wall! The man licked his lips and took a sharp step forward, "Gotcha ......"
There wasn't any little girl there, just an old cell phone that he himself had outgrown two or three years ago that was playing a ringtone over and over again, an ambiguous childish voice that kept ringing.
Suddenly, it seemed to run out of power and the ringing stopped.
The entire cold room was silent.
The man was startled, and just then there was a loud bang behind him - a sound he knew all too well, the sound of his colleague slamming the outer door shut and dropping the lock!
Wait a minute! It's not even shift change yet, how could anyone lock up at this point!
The man rushed to the door and shouted at the top of his lungs, "There's someone else in there! Let me out! Let me out!"
Wei Zhiyuan waited past twelve o'clock, burned his secret notebook, went straight home, spread the thick dozen of previously written algorithmic papers on the bed, and made a very studious appearance--Nanma and Xiaobao have never been to the library, and no one knows what time the library closes.
He was stained with dew brought from outside, and he thought that he had become such a bad embryo that he would not be able to sleep, who knew that as soon as his head was next to the pillow, he immediately felt a general relief in all his limbs and bones, and he placed Wei Qian's pillow next to him, as if this way his big brother was next to him ......
Wei Zhiyuan fell asleep in such a soothing mixture of guilt and hidden worry, and he dreamed in a daze that his brother, fully clothed in nothing but an unbuttoned shirt, was lying on the bed looking at himself, so many scars on his body, but they didn't ruin the lines of that beautiful body at all.
Wei Qian s eyes resemble his mother, but his eyes contain a clear glare, his nose is high and straight, but his lips carry a certain ...... from Wei Zhiyuan conjecture, indescribable smile.
Wei Zhiyuan saw his bared body, the sticky feeling in his heart seemed to come back to haunt him, and the teenager walked over like a demon, suddenly ghostly wanting to treacherously touch it.
The big brother in the dream just looked at him lazily, and even casually touched him, Wei Zhiyuan could hardly restrain himself from getting excited, and could not help but give birth to some kind of stranger, and also deeper, longing.
Wei Zhiyuan was awakened by a series of ringing phones, he sat up violently, his expression blank for a second, his heart was shocked like a tsunami.
He was cold underneath, and after a moment's hesitation, in an awkward position, he got out of bed and picked up the phone.
"Hey ......"
"Me." The familiar voice came from the receiver somewhat hoarsely, "Not awake, right? Something happened on my brother's side before, the cell phone can't be used for the time being, tell grandma not to be anxious, I'll go back in a couple of days."
Wei Zhiyuan didn't know how he finished answering this call, he felt that his body was simply numb.