Two gangsters with bare arms were blocking the door to let out some air, and could vaguely hear the noise inside.
"What's going on inside?"
"Should we call the government officials to come over?"
Pedestrians passing by were talking a lot and looking into the toilet with curious eyes.
"Give it back to me, give it back to me!"
"roll!"
"Give it back to me, give it back to me!"
"roll!"
Tang Xiaotian was punched in the face. As he was retreating, he was pushed by someone. His forehead hit the sharp point of the sink, and blood immediately flowed down.
"Hit him."
Lin Xin played with the doll in his hand and looked down at Tang Xiaotian with a playful look.
The man with the flowery arms on the side was smoking a cigarette and asked without looking back: "Are you sure you don't know that guy?"
"I'm sure, he doesn't even know that person's name! It's just a rough road."
Lin Xin's tone was filled with resentment unconsciously, "I just didn't expect that we were fooled for so long."
"How did you know?" The flower-armed man asked again.
"I've been with him all the time, of course I know." Lin Xin held the puppet and spoke calmly.
"You are so perverted!"
The flower-armed man glanced at Lin Xin with disgust, then looked at Tang Xiaotian again, subconsciously touching his right face. Even though the injury and swelling had subsided, he still felt a burning pain, and the malice in his eyes was ready to come out.
"Tie him up."
The people in this toilet were basically the same group of people who blocked the alley that day. As Li Kui thought at the time, if these gangsters lost their intimidation, their revenge would be even more terrifying.
In fact, because of Lin Xin's threats, no one in Tang Xiaotian's class was willing to talk to him.
It may not kill anyone, but the psychological trauma left behind will follow the person for a lifetime!
Tang Xiaotian was tied up with a hemp rope in a daze. The line of blood dripping from his forehead blurred his eyes. He only saw the man with the flowery arms coming to him with a wild smile and taking off his belt.
Bang!
He was locked in a single toilet room.
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…
The ancient tree in the sky.
When the wind blows, the fruits on the ancient tree bump together like two heads, with a half-smile on the face.
The object of sacrifice was changed to another man.
Only the old and the weak were left among the primitive tribe. They once again danced a strange dance, and the shadows under their feet were intertwined and formed like a group of demons dancing wildly.
Weird and difficult-to-pronounce songs played in the sky above the primeval forest.
Tang Xiaotian stood in the center of the crowd, his eyes dull.
He turned around.
Fear appeared on his lifeless face, and he staggered and fell to the ground.
Under the dim light of the sky, the little man stood behind him, walking on chaotic shadows.
This time, Tang Xiaotian saw his appearance clearly.
The pale face, about six or seven years old, looked at him with a smile, but the look in his eyes made his scalp tingle.
Longing eyes.
The eyes that yearn for new life and the dove to occupy the magpie's nest.
The child reaches out his hand.
As if trying to pull him up.
"No, no!!!"
Tang Xiaotian was afraid of this child from the bottom of his heart. He kicked his legs back desperately and shook his head.
Thump~
"Hahaha……"
Tang Xiaotian stood up suddenly from the bed, panting hard.
Suddenly he hugged his head, frowned his eyebrows into characters, and suppressed a painful roar from his mouth.
a long time.
"What did I dream about?"
Tang Xiaotian wiped the cold sweat off his face with his hands, puzzled.
Recently, he has been having nightmares every day, but he can't remember anything about the content of the dreams after waking up, but he just has a lingering feeling of fear that lingers for a long time.
He walked towards the bathroom in vain, cold water slid down his face, and his chaotic mind finally became somewhat clear.
Tang Xiaotian held the edge of the stage with both hands and looked up at the mirror.
He is smiling in the mirror.
"ah!!!"
Tang Xiaotian was so frightened that he took a few steps back, pressed against the glass door, and stared at himself in the mirror in horror.
"What are you afraid of? Why are you even afraid of yourself?"
"Tang Xiaotian" in the mirror had a look of confusion on his face.
Myself?
Tang Xiaotian was stunned. He looked at himself in the mirror, and his fear seemed to slowly subside.
"If you are afraid of yourself, there will be no one around you."
"Tang Xiaotian" put his hand close to the mirror, his tone was serious, and his eyes showed a little distress.
This sentence seemed to open up a dusty memory.
The memory of that day.
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…
There were chaotic footsteps outside the door.
Immediately afterwards.
The wooden door was kicked to the point of collapse.
There was a bang.
The door opened, revealing Tang Xiaotian who was tied up in a twist, with wet hair and an angry and embarrassed expression.
It smelled like urine.
He didn't know how to get back, and it happened to be rest time again.
In the zigzag-shaped building, everyone looked at him like needles. They picked up their mobile phones and pointed their cameras at him.
Until then, Tang Xiaotian's anger suddenly turned into an unspeakable sting, cutting into his heart.
When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent.
The role of spectator itself condones malicious behavior!
At this moment, Tang Xiaotian completely fell into the abyss.
Afterwards, he couldn't remember clearly.
…
…
"The only one I can trust is myself!"
Tang Xiaotian murmured to himself. He raised his wrist and put it in front of his eyes. A bruise mark was extremely conspicuous.
As he spoke, he couldn't help but hammer the sink hard.
His teeth gritted loudly.
"Yes, we can only believe in ourselves, so I'm here to help you."
"Tang Xiaotian" in the mirror said slowly.
"What?"
Tang Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, not understanding what his other self meant.
"Do you want revenge?"
"Tang Xiaotian" pressed forward step by step.
"revenge?"
In an instant, those memories flashed through his mind like lightning. Tang Xiaotian gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously.
"Then let's go find them!"
at this moment.
"Tang Xiaotian" in the mirror stretched out his hand with a smile on his face.
You are me and I am you.
The lights dimmed and the door closed gently without attracting any attention.
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…
Dark clouds cover the bright moon.
The streetlight beside me cast out a long figure.
Tang Xiaotian looked at the first floor of the community not far away, holding a telescope in his hand.
"how do you want to do it?"
"Just wait and see."
Tang Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable and strange when his own voice sounded in his ears, but he didn't feel anything was wrong.
Pick up the telescope and look to the twentieth floor.
…
In a bedroom.
Lin Xin, who was sleeping, suddenly stood up, closed his eyes tightly, walked to the balcony, and slowly climbed up.
He opened his arms.
The night wind seemed a little noisy, causing his clothes to tremble, and he called softly: "Ulaha!"
Then he jumped up.
On the bed behind him, a doll smiled happily.
…
In the telescope.
Tang Xiaotian clearly saw Lin Xin climbing onto the balcony, and after a while, he jumped down.
He really jumped!
"In this world, the only one you can trust is yourself!"
Tang Xiaotian put down the telescope, his expression slowly changed from shock to excitement, the excitement of revenge!
"Look, the doll is back too."
The familiar voice continued to sound in my ears.
Tang Xiaotian turned around and saw that on a bench not far away, a doll was looking at him with a smile!
"Yes, the only one you can believe in is yourself!"