He took a long detour and it was already half past seven in the evening when he came back.
The house was brightly lit, the living room was cleaned spotlessly, and there were three dishes and one soup on the dining table. The sound of the washing machine came. He turned around and saw that his wife was hanging clothes on the balcony.
Her hair was scattered on both sides, covering her bruised and swollen face. She was holding a piece of clothing in her hand, which was originally stained with some nosebleeds but has now been washed away.
Every time afterward, she would do housework silently, like a silent show of weakness and flattery.
Shao Jiaming walked over and looked at his wife. Their eyes met. One suppressed the restlessness in his heart, while the other was only empty and numb.
"I bought the medicine. You can apply it yourself." He smiled and said to his wife, "You can have dinner by yourself. My colleague invited me for a drink. He will probably come back very late, so you don't have to wait for me."
The wife nodded stiffly.
Shao Jiaming raised a hand and wanted to touch his wife's face, but her wife instinctively shrank back.
There was a storm building up in his eyes, but he did not have an attack. Instead, he smiled, put down his hand, and said, "Go to bed early tonight, don't be too tired."
Then he turned around and left.
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Shao Jiaming drove to a nearby old community and waited for a while outside the large rusty iron gate. A young man wearing sunglasses walked out of the door.
Shao Jiaming looked at each other through the car window.
He is of medium height, neither fat nor thin. If he has to say his advantages, they are just whiter skin and tender appearance. Other than that, he can't think of anything about him that is worthy of his wife's attention.
A blind man, living in such a shabby community, with a huge appetite, dared to touch his woman, and even dared to threaten him by saying something like calling the police...
Shao Jiaming looked gloomy and honked the car horn.
The blind man looked around and asked hesitantly: "...is it a taxi?"
Shao Jiaming opened the car door, deliberately lowered his voice and responded, then took the initiative to take the suitcase from the other party and put it into the trunk of the car.
The blind man walked forward slowly holding his blind stick, found the car door, sat in, and said slowly: "My appointment is at eight o'clock, you came really early."
Shao Jiaming judged that the other party might not be completely blind, but a visually impaired person who tended to have amblyopia and could vaguely see some large objects.
He got into the driver's seat, looked at the person in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and saw that the other person was not suspicious at all, so he started the engine and drove away from the community.
After driving for a while, the passenger's cell phone rang. The driver suddenly hit the brakes. The passenger was unprepared and bumped into the seat back in front of him. The cell phone also fell from his hand and fell under the seat.
"What's going on?" The blind man covered his head and sat upright. He searched around with one hand and couldn't find his cell phone.
Shao Jiaming looked back at the cell phone that had fallen into the gap between the seats, stretched out a hand, and silently pushed the phone deeper into the gap.
The cell phone rang for a while and then stopped.
The blind man didn't find his cell phone, but the car was back on the road.
"Please stop for a moment while I look for my phone," the blind man said.
Shao Jiaming turned a deaf ear and instead increased his speed.
There was an eerie silence in the car.
Shao Jiaming felt that the other party should have noticed it, but he didn't care. He had to let the dog couple understand the consequences of irritating him.
The blind man in the car pursed his lips and said nothing. Perhaps sensing the crisis, he slowly touched the central lock on the car door with his fingers and hesitated whether to open it.
The road became increasingly remote, the wind howled outside the car, and the whistle of a ship could be vaguely heard in the distance.
In the silent stalemate, the car had already arrived at the river bank.
The blind man's fingers were digging into the car door tightly. He finally couldn't hold himself any longer and spoke again: "Stop, this is not the way to the train station."
Shao Jiaming stared straight ahead, paying no attention to it, looking at the destination not far away. At this moment, he only felt anxious.
At this time, the rear door suddenly opened!
Shao Jiaming was stunned. He saw from the rearview mirror that the blind man was trying to jump out of the car. He immediately braked and stopped! He turned around to catch him, but he missed it!
The blind man escaped! The young man smelled the moisture in the wind and the smell of the soil. He realized something, his expression changed drastically, he grabbed his blind stick and stumbled away in the opposite direction!
Shao Jiaming got out of the car and took a few steps to catch up. He grabbed the other person's neck and pulled him in the direction of the car. However, he forgot that the other person had been massaging him all the time. His hands were very strong. During the push, Shao Jiaming was unable to gain the upper hand!
The two of them struggled together!
Shao Jiaming received several blows on his head, face and body, and gradually lost control. He was secretly shocked and realized that he had underestimated the opponent's strength and resilience.
Embarrassment and resentment rushed into his heart. He was so angry that he picked up the stones on the river embankment and threw them at the blind man!
The other party was stunned, his head shook, and his reaction became obviously slow.
Shao Jiaming quickly took the opportunity to drag the person into the car! But the blind man did not completely lose consciousness. His survival instinct made him hold the blind stick in his hand tightly and hold on to the car door!
Shao Jiaming couldn't open the door. He was so angry that he released the blind man's hands and picked up the stone again and threw it at the blind man!
The blind man's body finally gave way and he fainted.
The development of the matter deviated somewhat from Shao Jiaming's plan. He originally did not want to take action on the road.
Although this road is secluded and there are few cars, there is still a risk of being discovered. If the other party's struggle just now had not made him furious, he would not have...forget it, we can't delay any longer, we must transport the blind man to his destination as soon as possible.
Shao Jiaming panted and dragged the blind man into the car. He threw the stone that hit him into the grass. The blood stains on the ground were covered with dust. He exhaled and patted the dirt and grass leaves on his body. He felt that he was lucky to do these things.
At that time, not a single car passed by on the road.
Shao Jiaming felt that God was helping him.
It must be because even God thinks it is not pity for this pair of bitches to die.
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The temperature in the morning was obviously much lower, and the sycamore trees outside the window were quietly turning yellow in the growing autumn atmosphere.
Qu Mingcong didn't want to look too bulky, so he just put on a black down vest over his sweatshirt, and then borrowed a car from Wang Wei to pick up the dog.
There was a car-mounted mobile phone holder on the driver's seat. Qu Mingcong clipped the phone onto it. Qiao Yueying immediately said comfortably: "It's better to do it in the car. It's stable. I usually ride a motorcycle with you and it makes me dizzy."
"I want money." Qu Mingcong replied, fastening his seat belt.
Qiao Yueying thought for a while, "A car costs money, insurance costs money, parking space costs money, gas, maintenance, car washing... Forget it, you can borrow Wang Wei's car! Do you think I am?
Are you infected? Why have you become stingy?"
Qu Mingcong smiled and started the engine.
Qiao Yueying asked again: "Can you drive?"
"We've already gotten in the car. Isn't it too late to worry about whether I can drive it now?" Qu Mingcong teased her and said, "Turn on the navigation."
"oh."
The navigation is turned on and the car is on the road.
Just as he drove into the road of Shengshi Haoting Community, a black Mercedes-Benz came towards him. Qu Mingcong quickly got out of the way.
The car did not drive straight over, but slowed down at the gate of Shengshi Haoting, and then turned into the community.
Qu Mingcong glanced at the number on the back of the car and couldn't help but be startled, "...it's Shao Jiaming's car."
Qiao Yueying also saw it, "It's only half past six, where did he come back from?"