The traffic kept passing, and the lonely and desperate figure mixed in with the traffic, waiting for an "accident" to free him.

The flow of steel monsters flooded the tiny ant-like figure.

In the face of these monsters that might take his life, he did not have any look of fear, but calmly fell into it.

"Sister...... Why is that person lying on the road......" On the bus, my sister looked out the window curiously, "It's very dangerous there, if you are not careful, you will be crushed to death by the car...... He got up...... Eh...... Why is he kowtowing?"

Hearing her sister's words, my sister removed her sister's head with her hand and saw the ragged man in the middle of the road outside the car window.

He ...... I don't think there's any attachment anymore......" my sister said and sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"He has no home, no capital and motivation to live, only an empty shell, so he prays for death to take him out of this painful world. ”

My sister stared, completely unacceptable.

"What...... Why...... Isn't it good to be alive?"

"He's not like us...... Life is torture for him, and you should cherish our current life more than that, right?" the sister pulled her sister back and continued, "We still have a home, and we have each other, and we have a future. ”

At this time, my sister couldn't listen to her sister at all, because she really wanted to help that man, after all, for a child like her, this man's despair was too uncomfortable.

"We ...... Is there anything that can be done for him...... For example, take him in......"

"We can't do it...... There is definitely more than one person like this...... We can't take them all...... We ...... up to It's just a little bit of love from one person......"

My sister looked calm at this time, but she was actually very uncomfortable. She wished she could see him the following year, but she also hoped that she would not see him the next year.

You can see him in the hope that he is alive, and you can't see him, in the hope that you can be liberated.

After all, what can they do with such a child?

Give him his breakfast money, and shout for their parents to give them something to eat, but no matter what the children do, they may still die eventually.

In the end, what they actually need is the care of this society.

But the world is gradually becoming vigilant.

The white-haired girl came back to her senses and sighed deeply. Those speechless words appeared in her mind again.

"The homeless man is so lazy to eat, no matter how much he gives, it's for nothing, you better die!"

"They're not scammering, they're the kind of people who don't want to work hard and then use people's compassion to scam money......"

"I heard that the monthly income of those who ask for food is tens of thousands!"

Countless words came to his mouth, but they flowed to the corners of his eyes and turned into drops of crystal tears.

Even if she didn't say anything, those painful and helpless words had silently resounded through the world, but no one responded.

In the endless silence, she had been gagged in pain, and could no longer utter a trace of pleading, only the occasional whimper.

"Sister...... Are you still alive......" The white-haired girl curled up and called softly in silence, "Sister misses you very much......"

The world of sorrow flowed with gray souls, walking through the streets, walking through the alleys, and the white figure once again met the girl with slightly blue black hair.

"He already knows, right, you told him about everything that happened in Guardian City. The girl said.

This is the second day after Boss Wu took Nangong Yu to the basement, Nangong Yu was still wandering as usual, but today he became a little uneasy and panicked. For her uneasiness at this time, the blue-haired girl in front of her could guess why.

"You know him. Nangong Yu didn't raise his eyes.

"I knew him, but he didn't know me, and he left shortly after I officially joined the organization, and he didn't even see me. ”

This girl with slightly blue black hair is named Xiao Jing, and she is a member of the "Bad Boys Alliance", and she has been a member of this organization since its earliest inception. As for why Nangong Yu always has to avoid her, it is because the "Bad Boy Alliance" had some holidays with Nangong Yu before the natural disaster in Weidun City.

However, even though Nangong Yu seemed to hate the "Bad Boy Alliance" because of that holiday, in fact, she subconsciously didn't blame them at all, but always resented herself.

Xiao Jing gently raised her hand and put it on Nangong Yu's shoulder, as slowly as if she was afraid of scaring a timid kitten, but Nangong Yu still sensitively took a few steps back.

"It's okay, Bai Nanyu. ”

"Don't call that name, she's dead. ”

“...... People make mistakes......"

Nangong Yu, who couldn't listen to persuasion, turned his face away and ignored Xiao Jing, crossed his arms resentfully, and in silence, tears quietly fell. Xiao Jing looked at her with some distress, but she didn't know what to say, and finally asked a little unintentionally:

"However, why did you choose to say it last night, you obviously ......"

"The people who have lost their country have discovered me. ”

"What?"

On the day when the mayor invited Boss Wu out for dinner and a heart-to-heart talk, several people with malicious intentions seized the gap between the mayor's temporary absences and prepared to assassinate the deputy mayor who went to the intelligence dealers in "Takayama City" as a representative to obtain information.

However, it was a coincidence that Nangong Yu stumbled upon them when he was wandering around that afternoon.

Those people disguised themselves as tourists, and they were arranged to be on the same train and in the same carriage as the deputy mayor. Nangong Yu knew very well that this matter was serious, and it seemed that neither the "Border Self-Defense Organization" nor the "Bad Boys Alliance" were aware of any signs of it. If she intervenes, then she will definitely be detected, if she doesn't make a move, she doesn't know what the consequences will be, after some hesitation, Nangong Yu decided to participate in this matter.

"Are you ready?"

In a silver-gray van, the man in the driver's seat looked ahead and quietly asked a "tourist" in the back seat. And the "tourist" patted the suitcase in his hand, turned around and got out of the car.

They thought it was all seamless, but in the end, they were discovered at the last minute by someone who was secretly hiding.

Walking past the ticket gates, walking through the security checks, the ones that checked didn't detect anything unusual at all, and let the man with the suitcase get safely on the train.

When the whistle blows, the "tourists" are one step away from the success of the plan.

Thinking that the mission was about to be completed, the "tourist" grinned, as if expecting something, and stared intently outside. Among these dim-eyed passengers, he was the only one with a sparkle in his eye.

It didn't seem like he was going to get a lot of money, it was more like the joy and ease of being liberated.

Next, it's just to press that one. He said to himself in his heart.

Watching the stone pillars on the platform outside pass by one by one, the more he thought about it, the happier he became. Suddenly, he trembled all over, as if an electric current was flowing through his body, and goosebumps rose all over his body. He thought back to what he had just seen, and the more he thought about it, the clearer it became, and he felt a white figure flicker in front of him, right next to a stone pillar.

The figure looked young, and the terrifying gaze made him feel like a small animal in the primeval jungle, and a wounded little animal. And that figure was a hunter who smelled blood and rushed in.

He stood up and leaned against the glass and looked back, but there was no shadow of anything in sight as far as the naked eye could see.

The "tourist" was scared for a while, and a cold wind blew across his back, so that he couldn't help but wrap his clothes tightly. He tried to make himself forget about the figure he had just made, and implied that even if there was a real person, it was just an ordinary child who was angry that he didn't catch the car.

Thinking of this, the "tourist" couldn't help but be amused by himself.

Sensing that the train was far from the station, he stood up, politely gave way to the other passengers, and then made his way to the smoking area of the other carriage. Unhurriedly took out a cigarette, took out the lighter as if he had a chance to win, breathed a sigh of relief, and mustered up the courage to press the lighter button.

However, nothing happened, not even his cigarette was lit.

The "tourist" was stunned and pressed it several times, but nothing happened.

"Hey brother, is your lighter out of gas, come, use me. ”

A passenger enthusiastically handed over the lighter, he smiled a little awkwardly, took the lighter and lit a cigarette. Until he finished smoking, there was still only one question in his mind, and that was why his "lighter" was useless.

Curious, he decided to boldly take out the suitcase that was placed under the seat, took a deep breath and secretly opened a slit, which was completely different from what he thought, there was nothing in the box, only a note, written in red letters, "I'm looking at you".

With a hairbreak down his spine, he quickly closed his suitcase and returned to his seat, wondering if someone was playing a prank. Then, he looked out the window again, intentionally or unintentionally, the train had already left the station, and the backs of several billboards dangled in front of him, and after a few seconds, he slowly turned his head back and closed his eyes.

However, before half a second he could widen his eyes in horror. Thinking back to the bulletin board he had just seen, he seemed to see something on the billboard, and at that moment, he stopped breathing.

"I'm looking at you. ”

This is a line of black letters seen on the bulletin board, like a line written crookedly by a child who is learning to write.

Just kidding, someone is playing a prank, right, or rather a delusion. The "tourist" gasped to comfort himself, but his eyes couldn't help but look out the window again.

The billboard in the distance gradually appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but look at the words on it.

“I see you”

The moment he saw the words on it, the billboard was blocked by the building, and he was stunned. A few seconds later, the train entered the tunnel, and in the reflection of the glass, he saw a white figure behind him staring at him.

The "tourist" couldn't help but scream in horror, and the people next to him looked at him in amazement, and then went about his business.

What is that? Is it the ghost? Why are you following me? He stood up and quickly ran to the toilet, completely devoid of his calmness and ease.

In the toilet, all he heard was the sound of a train moving, quietly echoing in his ears.

As he tried to press the lighter, he heard something else, as if something was pounding on the wall. He was terrified, it was too late to open the toilet door, and he was trapped in the toilet.

"Help, help!"

He began to call for help, but no one responded outside, except for the word "shhhhhh This frightened him almost fainted, staggering against the wall, and the "lighter" accidentally fell into the toilet ditch.

"I was wrong! please let me go! I was wrong!" he began to scream in a broken break, his tone full of desire to survive.

Immediately, a few words appeared on the door: "You liar, you are a bad person, you want to blow up the deputy mayor".

"No...... No! No, I don't dare! I stay in this world, I don't want to die! I was wrong! I'll never be a bad guy again! I'm just ...... I just want to live, I want to go back!

In an instant, the surroundings changed into the interior of the carriage. The difference was that the carriage overturned, and he stood on the wall of the carriage, surrounded by monstrous broken corpses.

He looked at the blood under his feet, then looked at the wall of the other carriage above his head, and fell to his knees.

"You lie".

"I'll let you go, you'll still keep doing it".

"I can read your heart".

"You are guilty".

After reading these words, tears of despair flowed silently, and he had even given up struggling. But that wasn't the end of it, he lowered his head and looked into the eyes of the corpse in front of him, and suddenly felt that it was looking at him.

No, he was really watching him.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the corpses moved, and then the other corpses also stood up, and they surrounded him, as if they wanted revenge.

"Leave me alone...... Give me a chance...... Last ......"

As soon as the words of the "tourist" fell, the corpses rushed up with their hands waving wildly, and he immediately lost consciousness in severe pain. After a few seconds of darkness, his eyes suddenly returned to light, and he sat up suddenly, realizing that he had just fallen asleep in his seat.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, and the passenger next to him seemed a little surprised. However, the important thing is that he no longer dares to continue his "mission", especially after he feels some pain in his arm and looks at it.

On the arm, there is a scar that forms a line of words.

"Then you must be a good boy."

Next to the train tracks, a white figure stood quietly, her white hair and pale blue dress fluttering gently from the wind blowing by the train.

This matter is not over here, later in the day, before she was entangled by Xiao Jing, the "tourist" rushed back to Heihu City and was caught by Nangong Yu. Seeing that the figure in front of him was so familiar, he was so frightened that he was incontinent, and he knelt in front of Nangong Yu trembling like a puppet.

"Didn't you say let me go...... I don't want to die......"

"What are you afraid of, I just want to ask who made you ......"

"It's a bunch of white-haired people in civilian clothes, who seem to be talking about themselves as some kind of escort, and they tell me that if I do what they say, then I can go home and go back to the real world where I should be. ”

Nangong Yu was stunned for a moment, white-haired man, escort, these two words together, evoked an extremely painful memory for her. Because they don't know if she can still see "her", and I don't know if "she" can go back.

"You people...... In order for yourself to go back, for yourself to live, are you already so inhumane in order to survive!" Nangong Yu roared without warning, and his seemingly harmless appearance finally showed a somewhat frightened look.

She looked like she was scolding this man, but in fact she was scolding not only him, but also some residents of Weidun City.

"I know you want to live too, but who doesn't want to? Even I want to! If you want to live by yourself, can you ignore others?" shouting, Nangong Yu's voice gradually revealed a crying tone, "Can't you think about others a little...... You guys...... Can't you help others...... Even if it's just to help shout a word......"

These words became more and more inexplicable, and when he said this, Nangong Yu squatted down and was completely silent.

At this time, in her mind, those good memories were shattered one by one, and those painful nightmares were everywhere. The cold crowd, the students who mocked her, wordlessly kicked her out of the door. And the people who pushed her to the bad guys in order to survive, the people who helped the bad guys catch her in order to survive, and the people who helped discredit her in order to survive......

"I want to live too...... I want to do it too...... My sister and I made an appointment...... I'm going to give her a home...... I ......"

The man looked at the white-haired girl who was squatting on the ground scratching her hair, crying bitterly, and suddenly understood something. A wave of guilt came to his heart, making him uneasy, but at a loss.

White-haired, she's a white-haired person, a poor and pathetic white-haired person who has been wandering.

"I get it, I'm really not going to do that again, never...... I, I can still help you, or, help others......" The man seemed to be repenting, and his eyes looked at Nangong Yu firmly. And Nangong Yu raised his head, and his moist teary eyes looked at the man's eyes with anticipation.

Nangong Yu stood up, wiped his eyes that were still red, and said with a smile: "Then live well, and then, please tell others as well, don't trust those guards." Don't repeat the mistakes of the past. ”

Perhaps she didn't know that her heartfelt words had baptized a soul that had almost fallen into the abyss and added life to her future.