One day in my memory, accompanied by two patrolmen, she walked towards the home that did not belong to her. She stood at the door of a high-end community, and looked at the happiness behind the window on the third floor through the swaying tree shadows.
The family.
At that time, she also thought about a lot of things and found that her life seemed to be less than that of ordinary people at the beginning.
The little bear graffiti painted in elementary school textbooks, the names and fathers engraved on the walls of two people's houses are placed on the windowsill, and the pair of washed white shoes began to appear in memory after the wind and rain.
The yellow.
And the bag of mothballs that were placed on the bed that were almost treated as sugar by myself, these were filled with a kind of incomplete warmth.
The family of three was in the same table and turned into a cut-and-drop under the dim light. The smallest figure seemed to be her at the beginning.
She thought of her father who was addicted to gambling. The man began to ignore him after a certain period of time. His existence gradually became blurred. At a certain period of time, she no longer puts hope.
Since that man has no father's love, she still has a mother.
But who knew that the mother's love was no longer hers.
Everything she said was full of irony.
"Child, you have grown up, your brother is still young, and mom doesn't have time to accompany you. After going to college, mom will find you a new job. Do you think it's OK? I just ask you not to come and find it when your father is here.
Me, you will ruin me like this!"
Standing at the gate of the community and feeling the people coming and going around her and the strange gazes they cast, she smiled self-deprecatingly.
Afterwards, she and two patrolmen came to her home. As expected, the home was empty. The desk that made her struggle for countless nights had already been covered with dust. The textbooks on the bookshelf had reviewed materials and notes disappeared.
, I think it was her gambling father who stole it as waste paper and sold it again.
But this is also good, the memories of the past have become very light and she can let go.
When she left, she made her last request to the patrol officer and wanted to go for a walk.
It seemed that she had guessed something, and the two patrolmen agreed and wandered around the city with her. In half a day, she traveled all over every place she had been to, and those places were full of memories, but with her
With the arrival of the times, all these memories collapsed and turned into blank space.
In the end, she ran away without paying attention to the two patrolmen. Perhaps she was a delicate and powerless girl. The two older men were not worried that she could escape. This also gave her a chance to follow
This street with only black and white colors, or her world has turned into black and white.
Run and run, she ran desperately, she threw away the two patrolmen, but still didn't stop. She ran to her lungs and almost exploded, but she didn't know why she was running! She just moved herself numbly
His feet were exhausted and ran! Running wildly!
The air in her lungs was squeezed open, she began to lack oxygen, and her head was dizzy. It was not until she ran out of the city and came to the suburbs that she realized that it was not because she was afraid of going to jail, but because she wanted to escape from this black and white world!
But the world itself is colorful, but there is a problem with her eyes, and she can't escape it!
In front of her was a winding rail. She stood there for a long time and was stunned. She tried hard to make her world full of color, but after a long time, there was no change.
Looking back on her life, the more she thought about it, she became more and more desperate, and walked onto the railroad tracks like a robot. At this moment, she was like a doll who had lost her soul, no longer had the spirituality she had before."
"It's all over, goodbye..."
She murmured and croaked in her mouth. The breeze blew, rolling up the hair on her ears. The surroundings were quiet, terrible, but such an environment also made her relax. At least, she still had freedom.
Now she just wants to calm down and think about her life, especially the beautiful memories of her childhood.
She sat on the railroad track, her body slowly descended, crossed the center of the railroad track, feeling the caress of the grass on her cheek, she felt unprecedented warmth, and so she closed her eyes.
It was not until the sound of the train's whistle sounded in the distance that she opened her eyes. The three bright lights on the locomotive were a little harsh and there was also an inexplicable sense of fear. However, Su Sigui did not move. Maybe she had no strength, or maybe
It's because she doesn't want to continue running.
Closed again, she began to feel the pleasure of death.
The driver in the train seemed to have noticed her, honking the horn wildly, and honking the whistle, but it did not touch Su Sigui at all.
The wind blew again, blowing her hair up, and her delicate body was waiting for the huge object dragging five or six carriages to crush past.
Just when the train was still a hundred meters away, she stood alone in front of her. The sun was blocked, and even with her eyes closed, she could feel it. She opened her eyes and stood in front of a man, behind him
It’s the sun. From her perspective, it seems like the sun behind this man.
Facing the sun, the man looked very blurred. She looked at him and stretched out her hand and pointed at herself.
For some reason, she also reached out her hand and held the other person's cold fingers tightly.
The man hanging from the sun behind her exerted force. She felt an irresistible force from the other party's hands. Her body was pulled up lightly by him. His power was so great that it gave her an illusion, as if she was back to her childhood.
His hand held his father's fingers. At that time, his hand was so powerful.
Woo ~
The train rushed past her, and a gust of wind blew, causing her hair to fly. Turning her head, she saw the driver on it wipe the cold sweat from his forehead with a rag, and glared at her.
"Life well."
She was looking forward to the man talking, but in the end the other party said this, then turned around and left a back for herself. From beginning to end, she didn't see what the man looked like, only knew his back
, very lonely and very vicissitudes.
Her eyes seemed to have some more colors.
Then, time flies back, and the man comes back, and the leaving train turns back and drives past behind her. The man comes and leaves, until the train goes far away, and time turns into a normal flow.
But at this time, she was no longer the man who reached out to pull it up, but she suddenly opened her eyes, stood up, and looked around in a daze.
"Am I... back again? You... who will you be? No! Corpse King... Corpse King! I want to stop him!"