As night fell, a crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a thin, pale light that barely illuminated the narrow, eerie alley.
Zhang Xuanhua was walking alone in the alley. The other roads were under construction, so he had no choice but to take this road to go home.
It is tightly surrounded by tall buildings, like an impenetrable wall, isolating the light and noise from the outside world.
The alley was as dark as ink, with only the occasional faint light shining through the gaps in the dilapidated eaves, or the afterglow of a distant street lamp, barely outlining the uneven contours of the ground.
The air was filled with a damp and musty smell, mixed with an unknown odor of decay. The old houses on both sides of the alley had their doors and windows closed tightly. Many had been abandoned for years, and the paint on the wooden doors had long since peeled off, revealing the mottled wood grain.
The wind became strange in this narrow space, sometimes blowing gently, sometimes blowing hard, causing the dilapidated window frames to creak, like the whisper of a ghost, which seemed particularly harsh in this silent night.
Occasionally, the sound of hurried footsteps or the barking of a dog in the distance would break the silence, but it would then be swallowed up by the endless darkness.
Zhang Xuanhua heard the sound of a fierce fight: several people gathered together to bully a boy. Suddenly, there was a heavy blow, like a fist hitting flesh, with a dull "bang".
There was a brief silence, followed by several heavier punches and kicks, accompanied by painful groans and roars.
As the conflict escalated, the noise became louder and more chaotic.
"stop!!"
Zhang Xuanhua originally didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he had no choice but to be caught by him. The light of justice in his heart could not be extinguished.
"You want to be a hero, don't you?"
"Mind your own business, beat him up for me."
"I have recorded your actions just now. If you do it again, don't blame me~"
"You kid! You're so cruel."
"Brother, are you still going to do it?"
"Move your ass."
The men left, and glared at Zhang Xuanhua as they left.
"Are you okay?"
Zhang Xuanhua looked at the boy who was beaten black and blue, and kindly helped him pick up the glasses that fell on the ground.
"Thank you…"
"Look at your school uniform...it looks a bit like Beifan's."
The boy put his glasses back on and said "hmm" softly.
"Goodbye then..."
After Zhang Xuanhua finished speaking, he turned and left.
The boy wanted to call him, but he had already walked away.
A few days later, Zhang Xuanhua met the boy again. He was huddled in a corner, the bruises on his face still not completely gone. His school uniform was also dusty...
"Why don't you resist?"
Zhang Xuanhua looked into his eyes and asked.
"It's no use... they'll keep coming back..."
"Then why didn't you tell your family?"
"I have no family."
Wow, that really hit the nail on the head.
"I'm sorry... maybe I was a little abrupt..."
"It's fine."
"Why don't you come live with me? I can protect you from now on."
Listening to Zhang Xuanhua's words, an inexplicable light appeared in the boy's originally dead eyes.
“Wouldn’t this be a bad idea…?”
The boy was indeed worried about finding a house. He had never seen his parents since he was born and he had stayed in an orphanage for a short time.
Later he was kicked out of the orphanage and adopted by a kind noodle shop owner.
The noodle shop owner told him to be an honest man, but the owner's daughter didn't like him very much. When he was in the third year of junior high school, the noodle shop owner died in a fire.
The boss's daughter called him a jinx and said that he was the one who killed her father.
He felt embarrassed to stay there any longer, so he decided to help his boss's daughter. He gave her a large portion of the money he had saved from working, and then left.
"Can you cook...?"
Zhang Xuanhua continued to ask.
"meeting………"
"That's all right, isn't it? I'll provide you with a place to live, and you cooking for me will count as rent."
The boy thought about it carefully and found no suitable place to go, so he agreed temporarily.
"It's been so long, but I still don't know your name, brother."
"Wang Xiaolu."
"Zhang Xuanhua."
Wang Xiaolu went home with Zhang Xuanhua.
Zhang Xuanhua's house is a very independent villa, surrounded by villas one after another, and there is not even a housekeeper at home.
Isn’t this... a wealthy area?
"Your house is so empty, aren't you afraid to live there?"
Wang Xiaolu looked around and asked.
"well enough."
Zhang Xuanhua has become accustomed to such an environment.
"Then brother, please give me more guidance in the future."
"good………"
"Are you... a little reserved..."
"I noticed that you always keep your head down when you talk. Am I scary?"
"No... I'm just not very good at dealing with situations like this... like with someone you just met."
"It's okay, just take your time."
"Then let's make a dish to show you our cooking skills."
Following Zhang Xuanhua's guidance, Wang Xiaolu went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door.
There were only some chicken wings left in the refrigerator that had not yet been thawed.
Wang Xiaolu skillfully took out the chicken wings and thawed them with warm water. After thawing, he first used a sharp knife to lightly cut the chicken wings a few times to make them better flavored.
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