On the dark and quiet street, Chu Heng pedaled his bicycle at high speed. The air after the rain was very humid and filled with the fragrance of earth. The flowers and plants on both sides of the road that had just been watered by the rain were growing silently and vigorously, full of joy.
Full of life.
Not long after,
Chu Heng came to an intersection and turned left. He suddenly braked and stopped. He stared straight ahead with wide eyes and exclaimed.
"Fuck!"
He saw a figure hanging in mid-air on a poplar tree more than 20 meters away from him in front of him, waving his arms in front of him with teeth and claws, and could faintly hear waves of extremely suppressed roars.
"A hanged man?"
Chu Heng looked at the rope tied to the figure. Not only was he not afraid, but he became excited. He hurriedly rode over and shouted: "Friend, when did you die? Why are you hanging here in the middle of the night?"
What? To ask for your life or... I'm sorry!"
Soon he came closer, and under the light of the bicycle's electric light, he could clearly see the figure hanging on the tree.
It turned out to be Han Yunwen, the big girl he had just met in the hotel last month!
At this time, Han Yunwen's face, whose neck was tightly strangled by the rope, had begun to turn purple, and her hands and feet that had been struggling so hard began to become weak, and she was about to die.
"Bang!"
Chu Heng hurriedly jumped off his bicycle, rushed to the big tree in a few sprints, hugged Han Yunwen's legs and lifted her up, and then took her off the rope.
Han Yunwen, who had escaped from the trap, only had time to take a deep breath of the long-lost air before her eyesight went dark and her body went limp like a noodle, hanging limply on his shoulder. She didn't know whether she was dead or alive.
Upon seeing this, Chu Heng called out a few times and saw that she didn't respond. He didn't care that there was water on the ground. He hurriedly put her down and let her lie flat on the ground. He then used his hand to feel her breath, and then touched the carotid artery.
After seeing that everything was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
It was then that he noticed that Han Yunwen's clothes were stained with a lot of bright red blood stains, large and small.
Chu Heng quickly checked her body, but found no wounds.
"It seems that this blood is not hers."
He slowly frowned, wondering what happened to this girl.
Why hang yourself?
Why is there so much blood on my body?
Whose blood is this?
Chu Heng stared at the delicate face of the girl lying on the ground, who was not much better than his wife. He tried calling a few times and slapped her mouth twice. Seeing that she still didn't respond, he hesitated for a moment and slowly raised his head.
He got close to her face, trying to see if artificial respiration could wake her up.
Asphyxiation due to hanging, lack of oxygen to the brain, artificial respiration, is there nothing wrong?
Unexpectedly, just when his broken mouth was about to touch Han Yunwen's small mouth, the other party suddenly woke up.
Looking at the big face getting closer and closer, she subconsciously pushed it away, and then quickly sat up, with a blank look on her face.
Chu Heng was afraid that she would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "What, I'm not taking advantage of you, I just see that you are still awake and want to give you artificial respiration."
Han Yunwen looked at Chu Heng blankly. She had almost suffocated to death just now. Her mind was empty at the moment. It took her a while to remember that it was the other party who saved her.
Immediately afterwards, she recalled what happened to her that night, her eyes instantly turned red, she broke down, covered her face and cried bitterly.
"Why are you saving me! Wuwuwu~"
"No, please don't cry first."
What Chu Heng was most afraid of was a woman crying in front of him. He leaned over with a headache, stretched out his hand to caress her back, and comforted her softly: "Stop crying, okay? If you need anything, tell me, maybe I can help."
Are you busy?"
Han Yunwen turned a deaf ear to this and continued to cry, with runny noses and tears.
"Woooooooo~"
Chu Heng comforted her a few times and saw that it had no effect, so he lit a cigarette and squatted aside, quietly watching her cry and twitching.
Cry, crying is not harmful.
Emotions are something that sometimes just needs to be vented.
This went on for about five or six minutes.
Han Yunwen's crying gradually became quieter, until more than a minute later, there was no movement at all.
"Have you cried enough? Let's talk about it. What's going on? Why do you want to die?" Seeing this, Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the cigarette butt, and gently pushed Han Yunwen's shoulder.
Unexpectedly, he just put his hands on the girl's shoulders, hugging her knees and sitting on the ground. As if a flower was about to bloom, she suddenly scattered the flowers, and fell softly to the ground, with her eyes closed tightly.
.
I almost fainted from crying.
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng quickly helped the person up, looked at the girl in his arms frowning, and after pondering for a while, he put the person into the warehouse, then got up and got on his bicycle, turned around and rushed to where Luo Yang's grandson had hidden something.
's yard.
After all, it is an acquaintance and a human life. Since you have met him, you can't just die without saving him, right?
He was riding a bicycle at high speed, his mind wandering over all the possibilities for Han Yunwen. Before he knew it, more than ten minutes had passed, and he had arrived at the place.
Chu Heng pushed the cart into the deep alley and soon stopped outside the courtyard.
Since Yu Haitang became pregnant, he has rarely been to this yard. He relies entirely on General Tie to look after the house, so it has been empty for several months.
Looking at the mottled wooden door and the almost rusty iron lock on the door, Chu Heng took out the key from the warehouse and tried it a few times, and he even opened the lock!
In this era, you can doubt that product technology is backward, but you can never doubt product quality!
"Click!"
Taking off the rusty but still useful iron lock, Chu Heng gently pushed open the courtyard door that had been covered in dust for months, pushed his bicycle and walked in.
He set up his bicycle at the door and carefully closed the door latch before walking into the house.
It had not been cleaned for a long time, and a thick layer of dust had fallen into the house. There were traces of snakes, insects, rats, and ants everywhere on the ground. There were even slight traces of decay on the wooden doors and windows.
A house cannot be empty or unpopular, otherwise it will soon fall into disrepair.
"I'll have to let Du San clean it up later, paint it, and get rid of the bugs, otherwise this house will be ruined sooner or later." Chu Heng walked around the house and came to the bedroom with some distress.
After he cleaned up the bedroom, there wasn't much left in it, just a set of tables, chairs and benches, a kang bed, and a kang cabinet.
He came to the fire bed, and regardless of whether there was any ashes on it, he waved his hand and took out a set of new bedding from the warehouse, laid it on, and then let Han Yunwen out and let her lie on the bedding.
"Why!"
Looking at the girl's bloodless face and the shocking bruises on her neck, Chu Heng sighed softly, with a look of sadness on his face.
Who would have thought that such a proud Dasa Mi would be reduced to such a state?
He took out a cigarette and lit it, waiting for Han Yunwen to wake up.
But until all the cigarettes were finished, there was no sign that the woman was awake.
So, she stuck her butt out again and prepared for artificial respiration.
