Inky clouds squeezed the sky, and a muffled thunder woke up Ke Yuhan, who was asleep on the bed, and when he woke up, he still felt that he should return to his dream and escape the cruel reality.

He got up, washed, turned the hallway, accidentally touched the wound on his arm, and breathed in pain. When she went to the kitchen to greet her busy mother, she turned her head to show her teary eyes, covered the bruises at the corners of her eyes with her hands, and responded with a stiff smile.

Immediately Ke Yuhan picked up the wine bottles and scraps scattered all over the floor in the living room, and looked down at his father, who was sleeping on his back on the sofa, still holding an unfinished can of beer in his right hand, he was so drunk that he didn't even have time to solve his most precious golden iron buckle belt, Ke Yuhan's eyes were full of despair, and he couldn't find a trace of light.

Crying came from the room, and he turned to his mother's bedroom to pick up his 3-year-old brother from the cradle and lead him to the bathroom......

The rain never fell.

The dull air was mixed with moisture, Ke Yuhan's throat was hot, he breathed heavily, delusionally inhaled some water to moisten his throat like a dry crack, dizzy, his body was constantly breaking out in cold sweat, soaking his clothes, there was almost no dry loose place on his body, his shirt was stuck to his back, like cold water poured on him.

Ke Yuhan's whole body was hot and hot, he knew that he had a fever, but he dragged his body to the door of the class half-dead and half-alive with his will.

The sign at the door reads: First and second classes of junior high school.

He straightened his back slightly, wiped his sweat-soaked hair, leaned against the wall, and entered the classroom. Pacing to his seat, he threw his bag on the table, and slumped on the bench with all his strength, his eyes closed, his head dizzy, and he gasped for breath, feeling that there was an unpleasant and irritating heat in his heart.

He was poked in the back.

"Hey, freak, what's in your table hole?" A sneer came from behind Ke Yuhan.

He looked blankly at the table hole, and saw a rickety lying on its body, with black fluff all over its body exploding, and a red-eyed mouse lying in the table hole and baring its sharp teeth and screaming at him, as if it was about to pounce on him in the next second.

Ke Yuhan's head was suddenly congested, and the human desire to escape instinctively made him kick up and fall backwards, overturning the table, the back of his neck rubbed the corner of the table, the back of his head was so heavy that he fell to the ground, and his glasses flew out, and his whole body collapsed to the ground, making a dull sound, attracting the attention of the other students in the class who arrived in the classroom.

"Hahaha, you coward." A boy brought out the toy mouse from the table he had turned over, and laughed loudly at Ke Yuhan, who was lying on the ground twitching, and several other boys next to him also pointed at him and laughed.

Ke Yuhan curled up, feeling that his eyeballs were bloodshot, as if they were about to burst, and it became extremely difficult to breathe for a moment.

He gasped for air, the dust on the ground sucked into his mouth, through his throat, and collided with the inner wall of his throat, the pain stimulating his brain.

A trembling voice came from his mouth: "Back of the neck...... Brain stem...... The brainstem area, when touched by a slight rubbing, can cause ...... Causes fine tactile impairment, motor sensation instability, and in severe cases, ...... Causes paralysis of the upper and lower limbs on the contralateral side...... Lying still and lying on your back is an effective precautionary measure. He rolled over, his back facing up.

The boy threw the mouse aside, walked to Ke Yuhan and squatted down, suppressed his voice, slapped Ke Yuhan's pale cheek twice with his hand, and said, "Aren't you very awesome?" Say me, tsk, whatever, no logic, call me low-level fun. Dear Yuhan, you are such a noble person, but how can you be so embarrassed by my low-level pranks? ”

There was mockery and resentment in the boy's tone, he stretched out his hand to pick up the wet hair on Ke Yuhan's forehead, revealing a fake face: "It's not serious, why are you scared to sweat so much, tsk, it's pitiful." ”

"What do you think...... Ahem, what do you think this proves? A stubborn and resolute voice came from the boy's feet.

"What?"

"Today, you have formed a faction, with your majesty, you have knocked me to the ground, verbally abused me, mocked me, and used insidious means to cause my current miserable appearance, which does not prove that you are stronger than me. At most, it proves that many mediocre people have won a meaningless victory in the war waged against me by using primitive and wild force. You people can't control your emotions, you can't suppress the nature of the beast in your body, just like animals in a cage that are kept in captivity, you will not make any positive contributions to society, let alone be remembered by history. You are just poor creatures who can't accept the facts, are afraid to face the bleakness, and refuse to change themselves. ”

Every word Ke Yuhan spat out came from his truest heart, completing his proof before the most chaotic moment of his brain came.

The boy stared incredulously at Ke Yuhan, who was lying on the ground in front of him, looking embarrassed, gritted his teeth, and slowly said, "Are you really not afraid of death?" ”

The boy slowly stood up, raised his head and twisted his neck, looked up at the ceiling, exhaled, and clenched his fists. Without warning, he raised his right foot backwards, leaned forward, and kicked Ke Yuhan's abdomen with all his strength.

Ke Yuhan's brain is running wildly: "A heavy blow to the middle abdomen will cause congestion and pain, and may also cause rupture of the liver and spleen or intracapsule bleeding in the omentum, rupture of the kidneys and liver and spleen, resulting in severe abdominal pain, and severe intestinal rupture, massive bleeding, and physiological death of the human body if the rescue is not timely." If you don't fight back at this time, there is no possibility of standing up. ”

Ke Yuhan stretched out his hands to protect his head, grabbed the boy's left leg and ankle, and pulled it hard in his direction, and the boy's right foot kicked out with all his strength brushed the edge of Ke Yuhan's retracted abdomen, kicking upwards because of inertia, and driving the body that lost its center of gravity to fall to the table and chair next to it.

The screams of the girls were heard in the classroom, and the scene was chaotic.

Ke Yuhan staggered out of the classroom, covering his sore head with one hand and the right edge of his abdomen with the other.

Because of the slight impact on the brain stem, which indirectly damaged the motor nerves, Ke Yuhan could not fully control his body and walked forward, like a drunk drunkard staggering step by step on the hard ground where some raindrops had fallen.

He felt the wind blowing on his face be hot.

Ke Yuhan staggered out of the school gate.

Reaching out and touching it back, his pants were all covered with red ink, remembering that he shouldn't have collapsed on the bench so quickly just now, who stipulated that there can only be one prank, he smiled bitterly.

There was no one on the street except Ke Yuhan, the wind was blowing, the wind rolled up the leaves and swirled in the air, and a few pieces fell on his body, which was painful.

Dark clouds and dust stained the sky a dark red, and the dull air squeezed Ke Yuhan's trachea, making it difficult to breathe, and he dragged his tired and soulless body in the direction of home.

Rest, a voice came into his head, but he knew that as long as he stopped, his whole body would tremble, and he would not be able to move again.

When he turned to the alley, Ke Yuhan heard a familiar howl. He wished it was an illusion caused by his brain burning, and walked to the door with the last glimmer of hope.

A wine bottle rolled at his feet.

The father, whose face was flushed and smelled of alcohol, waved his belt, and pumped it to his mother, who was curled up on the ground with her back to him, her hair shawl, and her ragged clothes, every bright red blood mark behind her was shocking, as if it hit Ke Yuhan's own body, the hot wound was hot on his body, and his mother's hysterical wail did not slow down the frequency of the belt falling on her. The three-year-old brother, trembling behind his father, tugged at his trouser legs, opened his mouth and cried heartbreakingly, calling out to his father, tears flowing down his cheeks and crying out long tear stains.

The last bit of reason in Ke Yuhan's mind was devoured by the awakened beast nature in his body, and he walked forward quickly, picked up the wine bottle under his feet and smashed it into his father's head with all his strength.

Blood slowly flowed, and his father fell to the ground in a daze.

Ke Yuhan couldn't support his body anymore, his eyes were dark, and he lost consciousness.

The rain outside the house poured down and smashed against the ground with a vengeance, and the wind blew against the windows, making a whistling sound that mocked the world full of madness.