Jean Of Bright City 13

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In the dark, the wise man came awake, a tip of nose swept through the smoke, and there was a noise from the street in his ears, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he turned his head to the window and stood a man, bowing down, Smoking cigarettes at the window.

Under the faint light, Billy's side face looked very happy, and his expression also looked a little different from before. The corner of his mouth raised, and he smiled strangely.

"What about Casimodo?"

The wise man coughed and asked.

Billy threw out his burning cigarette butts, and Mars was splashing, and he turned around and walked slowly to the wise man.

"There is no old man who is hungry. If I am hungry, I will give you something to eat."

The wise man shook his head.

"what time is it?"

"Just 8 o'clock!"

Billy said, sitting in front of the wise man.

"Tomorrow I will go upstairs, and there are unfinished business."

The wise man closed his eyes. He knew what Billy was interacting with some guys in secret. Although it was only a few words, he asked Casimodo after the teacher’s personality Billy slept. He said something intermittently. The wise man Immediately understood.

"It's really an old man of disaster. If I were there, maybe there would be a way."

"maybe!"

At this time, the door of the room was knocked. Billy's hand was already pressed on the hexagonal brooch in his pocket. The wise man motioned for him to open the door. After the two men's eyes signaled, the wise man rolled his teeth and turned up. In any case, he would first roll under the bed, but then press the alarm.

Although this is in a hospital, the staff of the 4 departments are busy looking after patients and seeing doctors.

Billy opened the door, and there stood a young boy with short, broken hair and harmonious eyes, but his face made Billy laugh out loud.

"It really looks like you, old man, wouldn't it be your grandson!"

Ran Zai smiled and nodded, wearing a white thin sweater, black pants, a pair of dark gray soft leather shoes for easy movement, holding a pot of fuchsia Phalaenopsis in his hands, all in Billy's eyes.

"Xiao Ran."

For a while, the wise man's eyes widened in excitement, and Jean had already told him that night his grandson informed the man he had seen.

After seeing the complex expression on the wise man's face, but with a sad expression, Billy walked out of the room with a smile, and whispered as he crossed Ran Zai.

"The taste of criminals!"

Ran Zai smiled and stared at Billy who went out.

"each other!"

The door of the room closed, and the wise man lowered his head, leaning against the back of the soft bed. The lamp was turned on by Ran Zai. When the wise man held the Phalaenopsis in Ran Zai's hand, the wise man's consciousness was a little trance.

"Xiao Ran, of course you need to send expensive Phalaenopsis flowers. It’s a very good moral. We’re going to see a director of the action department later. The career is smooth and happy is the meaning of this flower. Grandpa teaches you Things to keep in mind, when a person is in a good mood, it is easier to talk, and it is easier to expose weaknesses. On the contrary, when a person is in a bad mood, it is easier to reveal some useful information. After all, a person is an emotional animal. You need to share when you are in a good mood, and you need to share when you are in a bad mood.

"Can that grandpa take me to the amusement park for a day?"

"Stinky boy, okay, after discussing important matters with the director, I’ll take you there, but only 3 hours, you can start thinking about what you want to play now, it’s unrealistic to play it all, consider What play will make you feel comfortable after going back today."

Some rich aroma ran across the tip of the nose. The wise man raised his head and smiled embarrassedly. Ran Zai put the Phalaenopsis on the side table and sat next to the wise man. He brought a glass of water.

"Don't you plan to contact me when you are out of prison? Grandpa."

"Oh, Xiao Ran, you grew up and grew taller, ha ha, ha ha..."

The wise man said that he could not conceal the sadness hidden in his expression. It was clear that the reunion of the grandson and grandson after more than 30 years was a happy thing. Same, there is no change.

"Of course, people are grandpas who will grow up."

"No......."

The wise man just wanted to say something, but Ran Zai grinned, pressed his nose, and scratched it to look strange.

"Grandpa, I've done a lot of things right over the years, but I still can't restrain the devil in my heart. I'm here today just to see you, nothing else, grandpa, you still have 50 to 60 years. , Work hard, maybe you can climb to the position of section chief."

The wise man's face sank for a while, and Ran Zai bowed behind him.

"Grandpa, if you can shoot a bullet that day, I might not exist here. Since I survived, I will fulfill my wish. Unfortunately, the trigger you failed to pull that day, Grandpa, has now No chance to deduct it!"

The wise man widened his eyes in horror and looked at Ran Zai's yin-yang face, even under the light, the cheek on the left was slightly gloomy, and the cheek on the right was sunny.

The wise man looked down at the white sheets without saying a word, and his heart was like a cold wind. His injury began to vaguely hurt again. The needles in the subcutaneous injection machine on his hands were gone. Ran Zai looked around and found A pack of needle water changed, and then crouched beside the wise man's bed, tilting his head, and said with a smile on his face.

"I came here today to talk to your grandfather. I think the city has no future. What do you think, grandpa?"

With a playful tone, Ran Zaipi smiled and said such a slightly strange words. The wise man stared at Ran Zai with wide eyes, and his eyes were slightly wet. The child in front of him was taught by himself. Like the past self, possessed by demons.

"I have been a disciplined and law-abiding citizen over the years, but I have not committed a crime..."

But the next second, Ran Zai's face became distorted and he said with a strange grin.

"It's just that the city has been ruined thousands of times in my head. Through the method they fear most, this is what you once told me. Fear can kill everything, as long as you find the corresponding point of the enemy!"

The wise nodded.

"It's true that fear can kill everything that is named man, but there is something in this world that fear can't kill, named heart!"

The door of the room opened, Billy smiled and bowed, lit a cigarette, and handed it to Ran Zai, who refused to break the cigarette.

"Unfortunately, interesting kid, if you want to give it a try, I will tell you what the heart is."

Ran Zai walked slowly with a smile.

"Somewhere in your body is boiling, when you see someone who is torn by fear."

Billy nodded with a smile.

"Where is the root cause of your fear?"

Ran Zai slowly reached out a finger and pointed to the wise man on the bed.

"Fear of metamorphosis, I feel that I am omnipotent and fearless!"

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