The wall clock is pointed at half past eight.

There are no longer people walking on the road outside the house.

I...... Either stay at home and face two smiling adults who look like my parents, or run out.

You may get lost, be abducted, and meet ...... who have no feet

"Ono."

My mom cut me a triangle cake.

Her hair is blonde.

"Mom......" I said with a shaking voice, "your hair is so beautiful, like, gold......"

Dad laughed: "You kid, your mouth is very sweet today." ”

I feel colder.

It's colder than just in the rain on the street.

The blind sister said to recognize what is true and what is false......

Then, will I ever see her again?

She'll help me out of these troubles......

Mom put a fork in my hand.

The cake must have been very sweet, and the smell of sweetness and strawberries made me dizzy, and I couldn't help but think of the strange story my dad used to tell me - if you are treated to strange strangers, don't eat the food they give.

Perhaps, it was a toad that had been crushed to death, a rotting spider, a rat in a hole......

I jerked to my feet!

The tablecloth hung on the buttons, and the pretty little cake was flipped over and the cream was slipped apart, but thankfully, it wasn't a mixture of those disgusting things......

"Ono?" Dad's frown was terrible, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I ...... The head is a little dizzy and I want to sleep......"

My mother took my temperature: "It seems to be a little feverish, so I took him up to rest." ”

I found that she was much more cold when talking to her father.

She sent me to the second floor, closed the bedroom door and suddenly hugged me, and said sorry to me, I was stunned for a moment, and followed her hand to my back, which was cold and hard, as if I had been pasted with a layer of armor.

"What the hell is this......"

She kept shaking her head and crying fiercely.

I pushed her away and let her out.

In the mirror, the black stone flakes reflected the light, and I could hear them laughing at me.

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up! ”

The mirror was smashed apart, revealing countless patches of black.

All my hopes for a better life, after the arrival of the tattoo artist, were ruined.

……

Dad is away again.

I wanted to go out with him, but he didn't agree.

Mom seemed to have quit her job and didn't know what to do in the study every day, and I picked up her drawings in the trash can, and the man in the paintings was covered in bruises—he looked scared.

Is this true?

I looked in the mirror.

The mirror also looked at me.

It was a fragment of the large mirror that had been smashed and fallen into the corner, only the size of a palm, and I carefully kept it because I could see another self in it.

That's me, living in another parallel world.

He's not having a good time.

Because he lives in lies: if he doesn't want to be sent back to the orphanage, he has to help his father lie for him. I sympathize with him, and I sympathize with the mother in that world.

By the way, her hair is blonde.

"Are you real?" I muttered.

I watched as the blonde woman in the mirror picked up a bag of bonito flakes from the bar, and she frowned in disgust and threw it in the trash.

"Don't you like bonito flakes?"

I couldn't help but ask more.

She couldn't hear me.

Of course, there was still no response.

……

Dad came home.

……

It's raining.

There were thunderstorms for many days in a row.

They quarreled upstairs again.

……

It was said on television that a dangerous animal had appeared everywhere.

The host is showing us how to wear an eye patch.

Two neighbors went out together to buy eye patches.

They never came back.

"You're crazy! You're going to kill us...... I'm not going to let you kill my son!" Mom yelled upstairs.

I'm messed up.

I should have been moved to hear her say that.

Why, I'm so scared, it's like, something bad is going to happen soon......

I went upstairs and knocked on the door.

The door to the study was not closed, and they scuffled together at the door of the collection room, and when they saw me coming, they separated.

"God won't like you to ...... like this"

Mom angrily interrupted me: "We're all dying, when the hell is God reaching out to pull us?!" Don't make a mess here, go down! ”

In the end, it was my father who sent me back.

He patted me on the shoulder and said it didn't matter, I wouldn't die with him.

I quickly broke away from him, for fear he would find out what I was carrying on my back!

"I'm sleepy, Daddy......"

"Sleep, good dreams."

“…… Don't you guys quarrel, okay? ”

"Okay."

……

I didn't sleep all night.

The next morning, my dad showed up at my bedside with hot milk, and he was very worried because my mom was crazy.

He moved the furniture out one by one and drove his mother into the empty children's room.

I grabbed him suddenly.

"Don't stay here! Don't let her live here! ”

"Why? Ono, obedient, this is the best for her. ”

I begged him to change places, anywhere.

He probably thinks I'm going crazy too......

There wasn't enough food at home, and my dad brought in less food than I did, so I found a small jar of biscuits in my new bedroom and planned to share them with my mother. Even though she's crazy, I think she still looks at me very gently.

Eat more, maybe you can be cured.

……

But what do I see?

The light of lightning shone on my mother's face.

Pale and dry, lifeless.

Dad was behind her, wrapping a long scarf around her neck...... When he saw me, he panicked.

"You killed her......"

"You're a murderer."

I heard myself calmly making judgments.

Dad caught up and explained that I didn't dare to stay where I was anymore and that the scarf was of good quality - I didn't want to be strangled by it!

On a rainy night, I ran out without an eye patch.

There was always rain falling into my eyes.

There were no more footsteps behind me, he stopped chasing, I was so tired that I fell, and then I saw a blind cane.

"Save Me ......"

"The only one who can save you is yourself." She said.

"What I see is fake, isn't it?"

The blind sister held the umbrella above my head and said, "That's what you saw, why are you asking me?" ”

What is true and what is false?

If the good is based on a lie, should you choose to expose the facts, or blindly avoid it?

Does escaping work?

Shards of mirrors fell out of my pockets.

I saw the bodies of many people inside, including my father.

It turned out that he was dead......

It's time for me to accept reality.

……

"Are you awake? Hey, dinner is ready, you won't have anything to eat if you don't get up. ”

I struggled to open my eyes.

"Are you...... Brother Qian? ”

"Isn't this nonsense, how can you sleep stupidly when you kid sleeps, haha!"

He pushed me a bowl of instant noodles.

He said it was the last meal they had with me.

"You ......"

I didn't ask any more.

They must not be ordinary people.

Maybe......

This is the hand that God has reached out to us.