Chapter 38, That Boy, Nightmare!

7 years old. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Most of the people who have families, at this age, probably, most people are in a happy childhood.

Happiness, joy, and peace!

But 7 years old, that's the age we met.

The place where we all meet is a shelter in the slums of a civilized country.

The shelter built on the backdrop of a wastewater treatment plant floats in the air with the dirtiest smell of the city. It can't be washed off, and it smells like a sewer label.

Each of us has our own family and once was. Each and every one of us has been abandoned by our own families.

If

If any of us have anything in common, it's probably because we all wear the bastard label. In this multi-racial country, and in that family that prides itself on blood, our presence is the greatest disgrace.

However, the encounter with the tall boy was before entering the shelter. It was on that abandoned night. At first, I thought I was just lost with my family, and yes, I was just naïve and convinced.

However, when I got off the Ferris wheel, I didn't see my family yet.

That's right

Until now, I have never seen a figure named family again.

He, he was also abandoned by his family at the amusement park, the difference is that he knows. Knowing that you are about to be abandoned, knowing what life you will face in the future.

But

He is always strong and smiling. We were like all the street children who have been through, begging, stealing, under the current legal system, no one wants to hire us, just like wild dogs, we survived in the first month.

......

"Oh, is this how you met?"

The guy, the guy asked me with a sigh of emotion. Asked in this space, which seemed to be the soul. Spherical, irregular, a frame of human faces with expressions of despair and human faces with expressions of relief.

It's like, the world in a frame.

Yes, the world in the frame feels the same. I was in front of a picture frame that looked like a door. Huge, empty, door-to-door frames that connect to reality.

Looking through the door-like frame, I looked down on me behind the door-like frame.

In the space, my memories are displayed in the space like cheap film. I was there again, I was smelled of decay and stench, again, again.....

Desperate people look at me in despair and laugh miserably, and relieved people comfort me in relief.

Although it is not known why the spirit is pulled into the world within this frame. However, it should have something to do with him, sitting in front of the piano in the middle of the spherical space, wearing a huge black cloak, yes, like the image of the Grim Reaper.

......

"You, do you have any orders?"

He was so timid, weak-hearted, trembling and frightened, and lowered his head, which should have been held high, and asked me.

"Return...."

"Huh?"

Return, where to go, for you. We, no, I don't have a place for me. However, I already seem to have gotten what I need.

"Go back. ”

I don't know why, after seeing his performance like this, there is no soft-heartedness, no distress, and no loss after my own betrayal of my companions. It seemed like it was just him coming back to me intact, and everything else was no longer important. A feeling akin to an incomparable sense of satisfaction.

What is this, what does this feel like?

"Hey, miss, you don't think you can go this way. ”

The bald head touched his head and said to me in a long, disgusting voice.

"Our deal is only over until we get back to the scum, ah, wrong, hostage. ”

"What do you want?"

Tightened the gun in his hand, a familiar feel. Facing the bald head of a vicious party mode, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and the maximum crack was cracked, like a wolf-like smile. It was a familiar, foul-smelling and rotten-smelling word, the exclusive language of the rebels before the war, and it seemed that it was not known whether to describe it as high-spirited or surging with heart, and an indescribable feeling pervaded the whole body.

"Ah, miss, don't put such a dangerous thing at me, I'm scared. ”

Cracking his mouth, the bald hair let out a low "Titicaca" laugh, and the pistol in his hand was as happy as a western cowboy turning towards a windmill.

"Bang. ”

I don't know why, but I seem to smell the smell of gunpowder before the gunshots, a strong smell of gunpowder that fills my nostrils. However, there was not the slightest pain in his body that was trapped in his body by the disgusting feeling of a foreign body after being shot.

"Why? It's not the same as it says, you damn bastard!!"

"Bang"

Yes, I wasn't the one who got shot.

"Really, Kidd, didn't my mother say don't shoot at my little man?"

Behind the bald man, a blonde woman in a military uniform said unhappily to the bald head.

.....

"Wow, that's miserable. I was betrayed. ”

The world inside the frame, the guy, the man once again asked wantonly in such a friend-like, close, gentle, casual tone.

"Isn't this world a normal thing? ”

"No, there is still something beautiful in this world, justice or something. ”

"When I was 7 years old begging on the side of the road and being beaten by the police, I didn't believe in justice anymore. ”

treachery

Such words sound so ridiculous to us.

That's right, in this world, there are no eternal fetters, only unchanging interests! Justice, friendship, and love? It's really annoying, how can anyone believe in such a thing.

But, however, why did the eldest sister three years ago, start believing in such a thing.

Whether it's me, the tall boy who fell down after being shot, or the eldest sister, we all deeply understand a truth.

In this world, there is only one person who can save himself, and that is himself. Also, there are only two things that can keep me alive, the gun in my hand and the money in my pocket that will not be robbed, and that's it.

It was after wandering the slums of the city for 1 month, and we didn't have any skills to survive, but we instinctively accepted the handouts of passers-by and lived humbly. However, most of the money obtained by begging is snatched away by the older **, the residue, however, we have no way.

Finally, we were sent to the first and only shelter after that. Built next to a wastewater treatment plant, it's a shelter that smells of the dirtiest and rotten smell in the city.

All of us have also been labelled as gutter tastes. The person in charge of the shelter is a young but ugly nun, and all the government relief is used by the nun alone to become the nun to raise men. Even though we are nominally orphaned, our situation has not changed in the slightest, no, it has become more abusive.

All of us have become punching bags for angry nuns, turning our anger and reluctance after being insulted into a reason to beat us. Over the next two years, all of us developed some degree of disability. However, there is nothing we can do.

The only thing the shelter provided me with was a floor to rest on, a dinner with nothing but black bread and water. And, at dinner, the man who was maintained by the nuns, for the relief that was not rich, endured the physiological urge to vomit, and the scene with the nun **. That's right, resisting the urge to vomit, so, the man reached out to the girls among us.

"Although she is only a half-breed female monkey, she is much stronger than the disgusting eight women. ”

The man said this, taking the bodies of almost all the girls in the shelter, no, the body of the female monkey.

Until the eldest sister appeared, we were just living shells.

.......

"Andrena, help me, help me. ”

It seems to understand that the fragile covenant that is due to his weakness has been torn apart, and the tall boy, he is shouting my name, and there is unstoppable blood in the hole in his chest.

"Well, from before to now, I, Lina, have always been behind you to support you. ”

"Hmm. ”

The boy's eyes shot a ray of hope, brushed the ends of his hair, pulled the excess hair behind his ears, squatted down, and held the boy's face. The boy's face had a look of rejoicing, lucky, and relieved for the rest of his life.

However, there is not a trace of remorse.

"Bang. ”

A sharp whistle sounded from the bald man's mouth after I shot the boy in the heart.

But, I get it, I get it.

The most sincere expression ever appeared on his face, a sweet, gentle, intoxicating smile. It seems that he is so happy, and the corners of his eyes keep leaving drops of liquid. It seems to be more ruined than the man who was cared for by the nun. It was a pain that was far more intense than the physical pain at that time, and my heart twitched.

So I got it, and he got it. You see, the eyes are so wide open, as if you are surprised to see something incredible.

After seeing his performance like this, he was not soft-hearted, but he was very distressed, and his heart seemed to be really full of loss after betrayal. It dawned on me.

Understood, this, the first, the last, the only time, what the feelings that appeared.

Understood, it seemed like it was just what it felt like he was back with me intact and everything else was no longer important.

yes, you get the idea, definitely.

That's right

If this is not love,

So what is love?

........

"Well, can you let me out? ”

In the spherical space, I said to the guy who seemed to be looking at me with sympathy in front of the piano. Actually, it doesn't matter if I can go out or not, it's me inside and outside the frame. It's also a good idea to have someone to chat with you when you're bored.

After all, I'm not like them.

That day, the day I was still alive like a shell, was about 6 years ago. Because of a fire, we lost our only place of refuge. After the government informed the shelter that it would not be rebuilt, the maddened nuns and their abusive men took the spotlight on child trafficking for the sake of money.

It was the first time, gaining strength.

I found a pistol from the rubble, took my pillow with most of it burned, and used the piercing bullet to kill 2 scum.

That's it.

Everyone looked at me with fear, fear, horror, fear. But it's not something to be disgusting, is it. Because I am strong, I am feared and feared by adults.

Just when I was isolated. She, the eldest sister, appeared.

The eldest sister is a mixed race in 12 families in South America and has been excluded. However, there is a group of big sisters of the same mixed race. He built his own family, and when he heard that the asylum was destroyed, he bought the land of the asylum and included all of us in his family, without discrimination and without hierarchy. The shelter was rebuilt into a confectionery factory, and we became full-time employees.

A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood. All the mafia that tried to destroy us were annihilated by us.

Until three years ago, the eldest sister participated in a competition for a young sister who had been abducted. After coming back, the eldest sister became no longer iron-blooded. Everyone pretended to accompany the eldest sister to act in a second-rate emotional drama, family, bonds, and family affection. The family began to be flooded with a warm, disgusting smell in abundance.

As a result, those of us who are of mixed race in the shelter have gradually left the family as we grow up.

Betrayal, rebellion, rebellion from the family.

Even for this kind of person, the eldest sister sent them away with a smile in her eyes.

That's right, the eldest sister is smiling, there are fewer and fewer heretics in the family, and the eldest sister is saving her real relatives. The so-called family, isn't that what it is?

......

"Lina, this, what's going on?"

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded in my ears, and my body tensed up with guilt when my consciousness didn't react. Even if I didn't see it, I knew exactly who it was. My eldest sister, who was still dressed in a mafia-standard suit, appeared in front of me, with long black hair hanging down, but with blue eyes that are characteristic of Caucasians and cheeks that are unique to half-breed people. Long black hair is tied at the back of the head, and at the end of the long hair, a shiny brass bell is played with hanging at the lower end of the ponytail.

The eldest sister who walked in front of me with a cane staggered, said with some surprise, looking at my seriousness, it was all about concern and worry. Are you still playing this lame family drama at this time?

The eldest sister wore a lion mask on her face, which was a little torn due to time. Since three years ago, the eldest sister seems to have a soft spot for this mask.

"It's okay!"

This is the second sentence after the eldest sister appears, and the disgusting body involuntarily begins to soften with remorse. It's like the feeling of a lying child worrying that their parents will see through the lie.

"Ah, who am I seeing? Isn't this the candidate for the patriarch's heir in our family? The name is,Ah forgot,Kakaka,After all, how can the name of bastard, which has nothing to do with the glory of the family, remember?,Anyway,You're really tenacious.,Seriously injured by our siege.,Ejected by the system actually came to death with the cause of the injury.,Titicaca.。 ”

The bald head looked at the eldest sister who appeared, with a cold and terrifying look on her face, and said fiercely through gritted teeth.

"Did you do it? Kidd!"

The eldest sister was roaring, with a strong anger in her eyes, and said as she looked at the remains left by the tall boy who was ejected by the system after being killed by me on the ground.

"No, no, no, that's the cute little sister over there. ”

"No way, what are you kidding. ”

What, I didn't even hesitate to deny it, do you still want to show your trust at this point?

"I did it. ”

At the moment I spoke, the eldest sister turned around and looked at me angrily, her body trembling stiffly. With an angry hand waving in the air, yes, that's right, angry all have to shoot, that's right. Instead of the false trust of hypocrisy, an infrared red dot floated from the bald place in front of the booth. Suspended in the center of my eyebrows, well, the eldest sister will be very happy. You don't have to punish people like me for getting your hands dirty.

"Bang. ”

I don't know why, but I seem to smell the smell of gunpowder before the gunshots, a strong smell of gunpowder that fills my nostrils. However, there was not the slightest pain in his body that was trapped in his body by the disgusting feeling of a foreign body after being shot.

Why!

Why?

Why, I wasn't the one who got shot!

"Ahh ”