"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and Xiao Ming fell into the seawater, smashing it into a hole 100 meters deep.

Immediately afterward, there was another loud bang.

"Bang!"

The surface of the sea, which had not yet closed, was smashed into a large hole again, and the splashing waves rose like a tsunami, and then fell with a bang.

Seawater poured back to fill the big hole.

A bright red piece of iron floated out of the seabed, saying that it was an iron piece, but I don't know what kind of material it was, but it could float on the surface of the sea, up and down with the waves.

The breeze blew, and the calm sea rippled again, and the whole sea was dyed golden and sparkling under the harsh sun.

"Woo!"

A fishing boat parted the sea, and on the deck, a middle-aged man who looked like a fisherman, with his fingers in his eyes, faced with the rising sun.

As if it were a bit glaring, the fisherman sighed and reached out to wipe the tears from his face.

Behind her, a frightened middle-aged woman was holding a sleeping half-grown child.

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In New York, on a somewhat chaotic street, a little boy, who is also half the age, is running towards the rising sun.

The little boy was a little pale, panting, as if he had just been brought out of the water, and his whole body was soaking wet.

The little boy had handsome blonde hair, a pair of expensive little leather shoes, and a doll. Until yesterday.

Although since childhood, there have always been people who laugh and praise themselves for being smart and clever, especially in front of their parents, especially Uncle Mac, who always likes to smile and touch his head.

But the little boy still couldn't understand what was going on around him.

Wasn't Uncle Mac his father's best friend? Why did he suddenly pick up an iron rod and scuffle with his father?

Doesn't my mother always tell herself over and over again that a man bleeds without tears? Why did you suddenly fall to your knees and look at yourself and burst into tears?

Also, why was Mary's little sister, who lived next door, suddenly left on the street?

The little boy remembered the appearance of the little sister named Mary, lying motionless by the garbage heap, like the old dog whose father had lost his teeth.

Do Mary's parents don't want her? Or, like yourself, was pushed out by your mother, crying at you with an expression you had never seen before, and letting yourself run all the time?

The little boy tried hard to think of that word, and it seemed that there was a word that could describe his mother's appearance, but when he first saw that word, he didn't like it very much, so he forgot it early.

Hideous.

That's right, hideous.

Whenever he saw these two words, the little boy was like seeing a beast with fangs and drooling, and people were unconsciously falling into trembling fear.

Despite his fearful mother, the little boy instinctively chose to obey his mother's orders.

So, as much as the boy wanted to pat Mary on the shoulder, who was lying motionless by the garbage heap, in the end, the little boy did not stop.

The little boy actually understood that Mary probably couldn't wake up, just like his father's old dog with no teeth, drooping his head and closing his old faint eyes.

No matter how much he pleaded and cried, he refused to wake up.

The little boy ran forward, already feeling a little out of breath, as if a hand was grabbing his throat. The foam in his mouth was sweet, like the smell of blood.

On the way, the little boy met his teacher, Avril Lavigne, who had the prettiest face in the school, always looked at him with a smile and spoke softly.

The little boy instinctively wanted to stop and say hello to Teacher Avril.

Teacher Avril, who had been standing there quietly with her head down, raised her head, pulled her hair, and showed a smiling face to the little boy more clearly and completely.

Only then did the little boy see that Teacher Avril's young and beautiful face was covered with knife marks at the moment!

That blood-drenched smiling face, to use that shuddering and terrifying word, seemed more appropriate.

The little boy did not dare to stop and continued to run.

Along the way, there were many acquaintances, and all of them changed their appearances.

The docile Sister Luna in the flower shop is tugging at the white hair of the flower shop owner, Aunt Hill, and scolding and swearing like crazy.

Uncle Thomas, who always wears a suit on weekdays, is now kneeling unkempt in front of a group of topless young men with blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.

The little boy recognized one of them, his cousin, who usually sighed as soon as he was mentioned, and at this moment, the cousin was holding a dagger, and his face was full of distorted pleasure and satisfaction.

The little boy looked at his cousin and suddenly felt a little sad.

A middle-aged man stepped out of the corner and blocked the little boy's path.

The little boy recognized the middle-aged man as Uncle Bill, the best grumpy, and his father's colleague.

The little boy still vividly remembers that once it suddenly rained heavily, Uncle Bill carried him to the door of his house with the rain all the way.

This Uncle Bill seemed to be the most normal, neatly dressed, standing at the intersection looking at himself, with a kind smile on his face.

Now in front of him, it seems that Uncle Bill is still in the heavy rain, squatting down and stretching out his hand, to carry himself home.

It's just that...... Those hands are dripping with blood at the moment!

The little boy almost fell, stumbled in a different direction, and continued to run forward.

Run! Keep running! Run as hard as you can!

His head was a little light, and his whole body seemed to no longer belong to him, and only the sound of his own extremely heavy breathing was left in his ears.

The little boy was suddenly amazed to find that his soul ...... It seems to float up!

I don't know when, the morning sun rises, a little dazzling.

The warm sunlight sprinkled on the little boy's face, on the street where the little boy ran, on the whole city, in every corner facing the sun.

At this moment, the little boy suddenly felt a little inexplicably stable.

Sirens sounded, and police cars whizzed over the little boy's head.

A loud voice came from the police car, "The nuclear bomb has been intercepted, the danger has been swept away, please exercise restraint among citizens!" Citizens are asked to exercise restraint! ……”

The whole city was stunned.

Immediately after, a cacophony of voices came from all corners of the city, shouts, cries, shouts, shouts, cheers...... All kinds of voices huddled together and became a mess.

In the midst of the noise, the little boy wiped the sweat from his face, raised his head, and continued to run forward, towards the sun.