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I wonder how many people will have sleepless tonight......

On the nineteenth floor of Building B facing the street in the Guoan Community, a thin young man was sitting silently on his marble windowsill at this time.

……

He raised his head and poured a mouthful of Lao Baigan, as if only in this way could he calm down his irritable mood a little.

In the man's hand, there was only an empty liquor bottle left at this time, and the wine in it had been drunk by him.

The man didn't realize it, but just looked down in a daze, and the endless stream of streets was distracted.

Bottle after bottle, from the afternoon to now, I don't know how many bottles of liquor have been put down, and next to the man, there are empty wine bottles.

The young man, who is known as a thousand cups, is rarely drunk this time.

The man is in his early twenties at most, with a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes, thick and long eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, slightly thin lips, and beautiful facial features.

But it's a pity that due to the relationship that has not been taken care of for many days, the beard on the chin is unkempt.

The man's bangs were also scattered indiscriminately, and they were so long that they covered his eyes, and if anyone could see his appearance at this time, they could only vaguely distinguish a pair of dark eyes without spirit from the thick, wood-like hair.

The man hung his shoulders and sat on the windowsill, his whole body was full of decadence.

This man's name is Li Xiao, an ordinary working boy, a good young man in his twenties, as for why he became the miserable appearance he is today, it is because of love and love.

This shameful thing is full of tears.

Li Xiao's gaze scanned below like a king, and at his feet, there was a lively scene of red and wine, where there were night beers with wine and talk, KTVs that were cathartic, squares where singing and dancing were leveled, and hot and unrestrained dancers...

……

Under every bit of light, everything seemed to him to be imaginable.

But the more this happened, the more he felt that compared to it, it was like a deep night sky like a bottomless abyss—this darkness not far from him seemed to be more suitable for him......

Li Xiao thought, compared to the cold touch from the marble platform under his buttocks, he felt that his heart would only be more temperatureless at this time.

It's like a neon-lit night market, which is also dyed with an indescribable sense of desolation at the moment.

An inexplicable emotion rose in Li Xiao's heart, and the strength in his hand tightened a little, shaking the empty bottle in his hand.

The decadent man raised his left hand and groped for a moment on his bearded chin.

At this time, when he recalled what happened this morning, the scenes were so clear, as if they were playing a movie in front of him, Li Xiao's cheeks hurt, these pictures were really a slap in the face of the barley.

He looked bitter and couldn't help laughing at himself:

"~Hehe, it's more than twenty people......"

"It's still the old saying wow, this 'there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower'"

"Li Xiao, Li Xiao! You're so stupid ......."

The man slowly stood up and threw the empty bottle on the ground as if to vent.

In Li Xiao's ears, there was a sudden sound of ping-pong.

"It seems that this year's Spring Festival has to be spent alone ......"

Li Xiao scratched his messy hair like a chicken nest, stretched his waist, and yawned in his mouth:

"Alas~alas~ sleep, sleep."

After finishing speaking, he leaned on the window frame, staggered to his feet, rubbed his sore hard buttocks, and turned around to go back to the house.

But turning his back, Li Xiao couldn't hold back any longer, a man in his twenties, a sour feeling welled up in his nose, and a line of burning tears crossed his emaciated face.

Li Xiao's shoulders couldn't stop trembling, and he couldn't help choking up: "I'...... I just want to, I want to have a responsibility, why? Why...... That's all that little white face is......"

"Ahh Wu Moya, you are so ruthless, woo..."

This excited fool didn't notice at all that his foot fell on the white wine bottle that Fang Cai threw on the ground casually!

"Lao Tzu is so good, I don't believe it yet, I'll go out and fish one tomorrow"

The tone of nonchalance, but this fool's stupidity, which is the material of the heart, don't be fooled by the girl.

This kid swears with a mouth full of gambling curses, and he doesn't look at his feet.

Behind him was a large open glass window, and the dark night sky outside seemed like an endless devouring beast.

And underneath that piece of black, there is a torrent of cars separated by nineteen floors!

As soon as his feet slipped, a sense of horror suddenly filled Li Xiao's heart, and he had just ...... Doesn't seem to close the window?

"Ahh ~Help me. ”

With an exclamation, in a sense of weightlessness, Li Xiao fell out of the window.

"Ahhh I don't want to die yet! ”

Li Xiao shouted, waving his arms, he has not yet reached the level of seeking death and life, and a good youth is waiting for him!

Jumping around in the void in vain, but a feeling of dizziness made him want to pass out.

Misfortune is not alone, this feeling of wanting to be unconscious is getting stronger and stronger, his consciousness is beginning to become blurred, and Li Xiao can vaguely feel that he seems to have fallen into a place like a tunnel.

"Could it be that the manhole cover at the entrance of the community has been stolen again?"

The last clear thought came to mind, and the next moment I was filled with all kinds of strange images that appeared in front of me, including man-eating monsters, and flying in the sky, as if there was the smile of the Buddha in the darkness, and there were also faint parts of the bark of the 10,000-year-old tree......

……

When Li Xiao came back to his senses, he found that the space he was in had changed, he didn't know where he had come, and the environment in front of him had become extremely unfamiliar.

The shout that came to his lips was swallowed back at this moment.

"Hey, I'm not dead?"

Li Xiao touched his body, touched his head again, and stomped on the ground with both feet, making sure that he was stepping on the ground, so that the nervous mood could be put down.

At this time, in the darkness, behind Li Xiao, a small hand wrapped in a burlap bag reached out and gently patted him on the shoulder.

With a slap, Li Xiao only felt that his body trembled uncontrollably, and the discomfort began to spread from the place of contact, as if the cold hairs of instinct stood upside down, and the heart that had been put down was instantly mentioned in his throat, his legs and stomach trembled, he swallowed his saliva, and turned around uneasily......

Just one glance, no sense of alcohol!

"Hey, let's play!"

An immature child's voice echoed in the ears of Li Xiao, who had not yet come back to his senses, ethereal and crisp, with a sweet smile, but this voice echoed in Li Xiao's mind, like five thunderbolts.

At the same time, a large, round wooden head painted with a baby face appeared in front of him.

"Kids?"

A careful liver, fluttering and jumping, Li Xiao only felt that his face was swollen.

The wooden head resembles a large upside-down jar, except that it has no bottom.

The "altar" depicts a child's face, painted with a special white, smiling eyebrows, a cinnabar mole in the center of the eyebrows, and two flesh lines on the chin.

"Goo~"

swallowed his saliva vigorously, a drop of cold sweat, and slowly slid down from the corner of his forehead.

This is...... Big-headed dolls?

Breathing a little fast, Li Xiao felt a burst of creepy, his heart was beating wildly, for him, seeing this kind of big-headed doll was more terrifying than seeing any monster or beast.

He couldn't be more familiar with this thing in front of him......

Isn't this what he feared the most when he was a child?

It can be called the shadow that runs through Li Xiao's childhood!

Maybe this big-headed doll is also the memory of many people in their twenties.

For Li Xiao, the zombie movies he watched in his childhood, especially Lin Zhengying's series, among these zombie films, Li Xiao is most afraid of a big doll with an exaggerated smile.

Wearing this doll's head is not a good thing, either a ghost or a paper figure.

To Li Xiao, this head will fall off at any time, revealing a fox demon, or a mandrill, or a grinning zombie or something......

In short, it's simply a collection of all the nightmares of childhood.

"Hah!"

Unable to wait for Li Xiao's answer, the child waved his short, penguinal-like hands and shouted slogans to himself.

"Hah!"

A chill rushed from Li Xiao's tail vertebrae to the heart of his head, for no other reason, only to hear a response from behind him, and it was a long list!

Li Xiao felt that something was wrong, so he subconsciously turned around, and in the dim light, he saw a string of "long queues" lined up behind him......

All of them are big-headed dolls!

"Forehead drops, a mother!"

(To be continued)