There is a red little man drawn on the white paper, his hands are tied, and he is curled up in a huge wardrobe. Outside the closet is another larger man. This man is drawn with a green pen, and the green
Under the villain's feet, there is another red villain with long hair painted on it.
"This...if the little red man in the closet represents the little boy Duan Lei, and the little red man with long hair outside is a woman, then the other green man is very likely to be a woman.
"Husband Duan Peng," Chu Ping was shocked, "After the woman gave birth to the child, Duan Peng actually started domestic violence against her!"
Opposite the desk is a wardrobe, with the door ajar, as if something is hidden inside.
"This should be the place where the man punished the little boy. Every time the man domestically abused a woman, he would tie the little boy's hands and feet and stuff him into the closet, so that he could watch helplessly how his mother was bullied.
"Chu Ping gritted his teeth and cursed, "What a beast."
Chu Ping forgot that just now he was playing this "beast".
Next to the cabinet is the bed where the little boy sleeps. The bed is simple and neat, as if no one has ever slept on it.
"No one has slept there?" Chu Ping frowned, "Where did the little boy sleep?"
Chu Ping moved his gaze in the direction of the wardrobe, and he vaguely understood why the wardrobe in the little boy's painting was so big.
"In the eyes of the little boy, the closet is his only remaining refuge, so whether the man is at home or not, the little boy will never leave the closet."
Chu Ping sighed.
"Hey, no wonder he was so moved and unbelievable when I was suddenly nice to him before."
Chu Ping remembered the way the little boy looked at him when he held him in his arms.
"When you have time in the future, you should go to see the little boy under the overpass more often, and reunite the mother and son."
Chu Ping suddenly felt that his image was a little taller.
"I am just too warm-hearted."
Chu Ping walked towards the closet, then stretched out his hand to grab the ajar door of the closet, and then used both hands to force it.
"Creak——"
The cabinet door was opened by Chu Ping.
There were no clothes at all in the cabinet, and a worn pillow was leaning on the corner of the cabinet.
"Did I guess wrong?"
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Chu Ping looked at the cabinet in front of him in disbelief.
In the little boy's painting, the cabinet takes up the largest proportion, so the cabinet is the little boy's last refuge. According to Chu Ping's guess, the door behind the cabinet should be connected to the door out of this dreamland.
Taking one step forward, Chu Ping entered the cabinet. The small cabinet was filled with a cold atmosphere, and a thick fishy smell wafted from this corner.
"It seems to be the smell coming from this pillow."
Chu Ping picked up the pillow, and the fishy smell became even stronger.
"It's better for him to keep this pillow here."
Chu Ping had no intention of taking it out of the dreamland.
Tear the pillow apart with force, and tiny particles fall from the cracks in the pillow.
The tiny particles fell to the ground, and then made a "shasha" sound, as if there were countless insects crawling on the ground.
"Pillows filled with bugs?"
When Chu Ping thought of the scene full of crawling insects, he got goosebumps all over his body.
"Did the little boy do it or the man?"
Chu Ping threw the remaining half of the pillow on the ground and moved away from Li Na.
"It's better to find the door first."
Chu Ping knocked for a long time, but he still couldn't find the door in the cabinet.
"Isn't it here?" Chu Ping got out of the closet, touched the wall, and walked in the direction of the door in his memory.
Chu Ping is not ready to continue searching here.
The room full of despair made Chu Ping feel that it would be better to be trapped here.
Chu Ping looked dejected, as if he couldn't get out of here at all.
"Why don't you just let me stay here."
Chu Ping looked at the dark room in front of him, fear and despair began to slowly devour his body.
Chu Ping didn't notice the sound of the door. He still sighed there, as if the whole world had begun to abandon him.
The door was ajar, and a little light seeped out from the other side of the door, then projected onto Chu Ping's body.
Chu Ping suddenly raised his head. There seemed to be a demon tempting him behind the ajar door.
"Is that the abyss?"
In Chu Ping's view, as long as he passes through that door, he will be completely liberated, and everything in this world will have nothing to do with him.
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"It's about to be liberated."
Chu Ping walked towards the door step by step.
The door opened, and a cold breath blew in from outside. Chu Ping's whole body trembled, and his mind suddenly became clear.
Chu Ping looked out the door. Wherever he saw the room, there was clearly an abyss. The cold mist covered his eyes. As long as he took a step outside, Chu Ping would fall into the abyss.
Chu Ping suddenly felt fearful.
"What's going on? This shouldn't be the living room."
Chu Ping's familiar living room, sofa, TV with white snowflakes shining on it, and the doll-like little boy were all gone, leaving only this abyss shrouded in mist.
"boom--"
The sound came very suddenly, and Chu Ping turned around suddenly, feeling that his heart had already gone cold.
The door that originally led to the little boy's room has been closed.
"It's even locked!"
Chu Ping turned the door handle, but the door did not move at all. Perhaps Chu Ping used too much force. After Chu Ping pulled the door handle twice, it made an overwhelmed groaning sound, and then fell to the ground.
Chu Ping looked at the door handle that was pulled off by him, feeling a little at a loss.
"My god... you don't want to play like this, do you have to push me to a dead end?"
Chu Ping threw the doorknob aside.
Facing the abyss before him, Chu Ping seemed to have no other choice.
"Teacher Ao bless you, Teacher Ozawa bless you..."
Chu Ping prayed to the teacher he had treasured in his computer for many years to bless him to get out of this damn dream smoothly.
With his eyes closed tightly, Chu Ping jumped suddenly, and then disappeared into the darkness.
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Chu Ping slowly opened his eyes, and the white light stung his eyes.
"Success?"
Chu Ping suddenly sat up from the bed and looked around with excitement, seeing familiar rooms and familiar smells.
"Sister Jiang, let me see what you can do to me!"
Chu Ping stood on the bed, pointed his right hand to the sky, and then raised an international friendly gesture, as if to express his inner unwillingness.
The door opened, and a cold and charming woman's face appeared at the door.
