As they got to the door, I heard an older man shouting, "Stop, what are you running, don't run." ”

Someone is coming, they are definitely going to go here, I want to hide, I can't let them find out, it's too embarrassing, I don't want to face it, I don't want others to know, I'm being bullied.

I hid in a box, and it felt like I was crawling from that place to this box, but the distance of only 5 meters seemed to use all my strength.

I was completely lying in that box, I felt pain everywhere in my body, I didn't have any strength at all, I didn't know if the box was clean, so I just hid inside, I really had no strength, just let me fend for myself here.

I saw the light of the flashlight coming in and sweeping in my direction, but the box blocked the light and didn't sweep me, and I thought that I still had a little bit of dignity left.

I heard two people at the door, and they said, "Is that a girl?" The three who ran out just now are boys, why is there no one here? Shall we go in and have a look? ”

Another person said: "It may be that the children were playing around just now, looking at their appearance, they don't feel very big, at this age, it is just the time to love to play and make trouble."

Besides, this black light is blinding, if there were people inside, if they saw us, they would have come out a long time ago, you see here, there is no abnormality at all, there is no movement at all, let's go, it will be fine, how can it be so coincidental, we only came out for a few days to wander for a while, just so coincidentally, what happened to us? Let's go, hurry up and go home and sleep, I'm sleepy. ”

The person before was obviously moved by him, and then said: "That's right, this black light is blinding, hurry up and go home, I'm a little scared when I stand for a while, not to mention that if there were really girls inside, I would have come out a long time ago." Let's go, your mom might have prepared a supper for the two of us. ”

It turned out to be father and son, thank you for coming to see me, forgive me for not being able to thank you in person, if I can survive this night, if I can survive this disgusting incident, if I still have the opportunity to hear your voice, I will definitely thank you in person.

After they left, I cried in that box, silent, and looked at the moonlight outside through the crack in the tin sheet, it was so bright, and I thought about the time when we set off fireworks together that year, the moonlight was also very bright.

I don't know what Su Yixuan is doing at this time, is my phone still there? I fumbled in my pocket, the phone was gone, I crawled out of the box, I felt like I must be so embarrassed that I didn't even have the strength to stand up.

I went to the place just now to look for it, and I touched the phone, it turned out that I turned it to silent, I took a look, there were three Su Yixuan's phones, and there was also a mother's.

There was a text message from my mother: Baby, are you taking a bath, or are you sleeping? Mom will not be able to go home until about 12 o'clock, you go to bed first, don't wait for Mom, and don't be angry with Mom, Mom will make you chicken cakes to eat tomorrow morning, good.

I looked at the time of texting, it was about half past eight, which was when I just went out.

and Su Yixuan's text message: Did you go to bed so early? Then go to bed early, have a good dream, today's phone call is not connected, I will remember, I will make up for it later, as for what to make up, just wait for me to think about it.

Looking at the time of sending, at 9 o'clock, that should be...... When I think of this, I cry even harder.

I looked at my watch, it was almost 10 o'clock, and I looked at the text message my mother sent me, go home, go home and clean up, I don't want my mother to know, and I don't want anyone to know, it's really embarrassing, shameful, and shameful.

I touched my key by the little moonlight.

I struggled to stand up, but I didn't get up after standing up several times, and I cried even more desperately. I squatted and moved to the side, stood up against the "wall", and walked out little by little, obviously only a few meters away, I felt like I had walked for 10 minutes.

When I first came out, I looked around, there was no one, I wanted to run home quickly, I just took a few steps and ran a few steps, I squatted down, my stomach just got kicked so painfully. I can't say where it hurts, but it hurts when I breathe.

I tried to stand up, hold my stomach, and walk in the direction of home, I met a few people on the way, I lowered my head and walked with my stomach down, probably passers-by thought I had menstrual cramps or stomach pain, and they probably wouldn't look at me carefully at night.

I finally made it to the house with difficulty.

When I got home and closed the door, I fell to the floor. I looked up at my watch, it was half past ten, I better get up and clean up, after all, I don't want my mother to see me like this.

I crawled to the bathroom and struggled to get up, and when I saw the disheveled and dirty man in the mirror, his face was swollen twice, there was blood at the corners of his mouth, his body was all red, and his hair was messy like I had just been in a fight, I couldn't control the "ahh

I squatted on the floor and took off my clothes and pants, and threw them in the washing machine, and I went into the bathroom with my head down, I didn't want to look up and see that "ghost" me.

In the past, when I took a bath at home, it was usually washed in 10 minutes, and that day, I washed for almost half an hour, and I used a bath towel to rub my body as if it was about to break the skin, but I still didn't stop, and I didn't have a small force, I even felt that if I could change the skin, I would rather change a layer of skin, this was touched by others, dirty skin, can you not want it.

I was about to run out of time, and after a while my mom was supposed to come back, so I wiped it clean and blew my hair again, and glanced at the washing machine, and it was already half over, and I extended the time, and I was going to wash the suit until it was colored, or until it broke, and then I told my mom to throw it away and never want to wear it again.

I looked at my watch, it was almost 12 o'clock, and I was going to go back to bed, otherwise my mother would come back and see that I hadn't slept yet, and if I talked to me, I was afraid that I would not be able to hold back my tears.

I was lying in bed, unable to sleep, feeling that I had no motivation to live, and if it weren't for my mother's text message, if it wasn't for her "baby", I didn't know if I would have been able to get out of that tin house.

Why me? I just want to live every day in a normal way, why do all these messy things always find me? I didn't provoke anyone, so why did I end up taking responsibility for all the bad things?

I picked up the mirror on my desk, I wanted to see my face, but I held the mirror in my hand, I didn't lift it for a long time, I was so scared, I was so scared to see the face that was swollen twice, and even had finger prints on it.