#宋沉舟公益组#的词条很快就跻身进入了微博热搜的榜单, at the same time, there was a huge storm of public opinion.

In the information age, everyone will unconsciously leave traces in various places, and netizens followed these clues and human flesh search, and soon collected all the personal information of the girl who splashed sulfuric acid.

Her real name and photos are clearly posted on the Internet, and there are abusive words everywhere that name and surname abuse her, not only these, but also the school she grew up in, the unit where her parents worked, every ex-boyfriend she has ever interacted with, as well as her mobile phone number and the address where she lives now, things are developing more and more in an uncontrollable direction, as if they are gradually losing their original meaning.

"Hey, you're the one who poured sulfuric acid on my brother, you don't want to die!"

"Don't you feel disgusting to do such a dirty and disgusting thing with the account of the public welfare group?"

"How vicious is it that would want to pour sulfuric acid on other people's faces, Xu Chunqiu is several years younger than you!"

"Isn't there a heart for people like you?"

“......”

The girl began to receive harassing phone calls frequently, hundreds of calls a day, and she was forced to change her mobile phone number several times, but to no avail.

The "buzzing" vibration sound was incessant, like a nightmare.

She turned off her phone and unplugged the SIM card inside, but the matter was far from over.

On the third day of isolation from the online world, she received a courier.

She opened the door and moved the delivery box in, and after tearing off the tape, there was a crisper box wrapped in a foam box, which should have contained some fresh food.

The girl thought that she had ordered something online, so she unsuspectingly opened the lid of the crisper.

The moment she lifted the lid, the smell of her nose was so bad that she almost closed her breath.

Is the food rotten?

She covered her mouth and nose with one hand and looked at it.

Almost immediately after that, she rushed into the bathroom almost with her hands and feet, lifted the toilet lid and cried and vomited.

The crisper contained a dead black cat, the cat's eyes were still wide open, as if to indicate that its death was not blind, its belly was cut open, and its internal organs fell bloodily into the box, a terrible scene that the girl in her twenties could not bear.

And this black cat with its abdomen dissected was just the beginning, and in the next few days, she began to receive couriers from various places, and there were so many packages that even the courier brother couldn't help but cast strange eyes at her.

Malicious condensation like an abyss, blades, dead mice, centipedes, blood-stained clothes, everything.

She suddenly remembered that she had also sent something similar to a female star who had worked with Song Shenzhou, and she wrote a long, impassioned insulting letter, scolding all the swear words she knew.

She turned into a fighter for "justice", sending blades, pouring sulfuric acid, and unstingily swaying her malice, who would have thought that time had passed, and more people had repaid her in the same way.

She collapsed as the sharp blade turned around and stabbed herself again.

@宋沉舟公益组: Don't send me those things anymore.

Please, spare me.

"Spare you? What if that bottle of sulfuric acid really splashed on Xu Chunqiu's face? What if Xu Chunqiu didn't have time to take emergency measures, and Song Shenzhou was really injured?"

"Since no snowflake is innocent during an avalanche, please let me be a happy little snowflake!"

"You know what it's like to receive these things, so why didn't you think about it when you went to send them?"

"Song Shenzhou, with fans like you, can be regarded as eight lifetimes of blood mold. ”

"It's also a public welfare group, look at what she's doing, let's do something in the sun!"

"But after all, she has done good deeds in the name of her brother for so many years, and she is both donating and doing charity, so if she has no credit, she can be regarded as hard work, right?"

“......”

The last trace of sympathy for her was in jeopardy, and finally disappeared at the same time as a charity that Song Shenzhou had been cooperating with for a long time was pulled out of the shady scene.

In recent years, it is not uncommon for charities to be exposed to shady scenes, with the heads of the institutions embezzling funds without authorization, eating kickbacks unscrupulously, and peeling them off layer by layer, and the schools and welfare institutions that really receive funding are under pressure and can only swallow their anger and swallow their broken teeth into their stomachs.

I don't know if it was because of bad luck, or if I secretly got the benefit when we established cooperation, Song Shenzhou's public welfare group stepped on a mine, and this suddenly detonated mine became the last straw that crushed her.

Song Shenzhou didn't have much itinerary when he first debuted, and occasionally went to the welfare home to see the children, and sent something to take a photo, which can be regarded as a certification of the fans' intentions.

These photo-certified posts have also spanned a long time and have been re-topped by netizens on the homepage of Chaohua.

Xu Chunqiu slid the screen, but his gaze stayed on a photo on the homepage, not moving.

The Yanshan Welfare Institute is one of the charity's targeted cooperation points.

In the photo, Song Shenzhou, who is only 20 years old, still looks young, surrounded by skinny children.

A skinny girl in the corner avoids the camera unnaturally, her skin is very white and abnormally thin, her cheeks are a little cheeky, and her eye sockets are blue, which at first glance looks like a skeleton.

She was so thin that she couldn't even hang the T-shirt she was wearing, it was baggy, as if the neckline was a little bigger and her shoulders would be exposed.

Xu Chunqiu recognized it, it was himself when he was young.

- Yanshan Welfare Institute, do you remember?

- You look a lot like a child I used to know, but she's probably not a child now, she should have grown into a big girl.

Song Shenzhou's words came to her ears, and the memories that belonged to this body came flooding back, and she remembered a pair of warm and dry palms.

An excessively pretty brother reached out and rubbed her hair and stuffed her with a bottle of milk.

She gulped down on the straw and gulped it like a cat, leaving a shallow tooth mark on the tip of the straw.

The afternoon sun splashed down like milk, as if even the air had a sweet smell, and the little girl stared at him with big ignorant eyes, and a secret thought was buried in the bottom of her heart.

She also wants to be like this beautiful brother.

She also wants to be a big star like him.