As this morning is no longer early in the morning, the dark clouds in the sky are fading, and the mountain road full of maple leaves in Seokdong Mountain is gradually becoming more and more mountaineering tourists.

Among them, a group of high school students such as Peng Hui and Zhang Guorui came out to climb the mountain on the weekend, but they only climbed less than halfway, and several girls in the same group complained playfully: "I'm so tired." "How long will it take?" "Don't worry, it's not even there yet!"

At this time, there were still all the people who went up the mountain, and there was no one who came down from the mountain.

Thinking so, suddenly, they saw a fat man's figure rushing down from the mountain road above, but in the autumn, the man's face was covered with sweat, and his gray-black tracksuit was also soaked, and there were some dirt-like stains.

The man looked like he had fallen hard into the river, his forehead seemed to be broken, and there was some blood, and his tracksuit was stained with a few bloodstains.

As the fat man walked past them as he walked briskly down the stairs, there was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Peng Hui has always had allergic rhinitis, and he was washed away by this smell, and a sneeze suddenly came out, and his nasal cavity was very uncomfortable, "What kind of smell is this......" He couldn't help muttering, he usually didn't have such a big smell when he walked with his mother from the meat stall in the vegetable market.

Thinking of the meat stall, Peng Hui turned sideways to look back at the fat man who came down the mountain, and some messy memory pictures vaguely flashed in front of him.

The owner of the meat stall raised his butcher's knife high and slashed at a piece of bright red pork on the cutting board, with a thud, the pork was cut in half, and then again, and again, the meat was chopped, and blood flowed from the blade, onto the cutting board, and splashed on the butcher's body......

"Did the man fall into the river?"

"Where did this mountain come from, I guess I fell into some small ditch."

"You're here to fish, aren't you? Bad luck......"

The group talked quietly as they continued to walk up the stairs.

Therefore, it is best not to climb the mountain alone to explore, there are often travelers who have accidents like this, some are lucky to be rescued, some are unlucky to die, and it is not without this kind of news. The man was lucky not to fall badly, but if he broke a bone or something, he would have to use firefighters to save people.

Zhang Guorui and the others gossiped a few words, and then put this matter behind them, but Peng Hui still felt a little uncomfortable.

He looked back several times until he could no longer see the fat figure in tracksuit.

Wow, wow, wow......

The footsteps on the steps were messy and heavy, the breath was panting, and blood was dripping on the dark yellow maple leaves of the steps.

Tan Jinming walked very fast, and this speed stemmed from the extreme panic in his heart, and something was buzzing in his blank mind.

What I did, what I did...... How can this be, how can this be...... Zibo they ......

No, you don't need to blame yourself, you didn't do anything wrong, not a bit.

You're just doing what the world has always done, and they're doing it, everybody.

This is the truth, this is the face of the world......

"Ahh Tan Jinming covered his head in pain, "Go away, go away!" He wanted to drive away this voice, he didn't want to hear it anymore, it was this voice that hurt him like that, it was this voice that said what to do, it was this voice that pushed him......

Is it? I'm not pushing you, I'm just showing you what you really think.

You have suppressed yourself for many years, but in fact, you don't like people calling you fat at all, you haven't liked it since you were a child. When you were a kid, every time you heard your classmates call you that, you weren't happy and you wanted to shut them up. You get used to it, and the so-called "habit" is really just trying to make yourself better......

Actually, you don't care, you just give up resisting, you admit defeat.

Am I wrong? Didn't you feel the taste of winning just now? You still have a desire to win......

"Go away......" Tan Jinming pressed his head harder with both hands, and his hands were about to get into his head to pull out the sound, but his face was already full of blue, and he stepped on a step under his feet and almost rolled down the mountain, Tan Jinming stopped, panted, and suddenly wanted to cry, crying loudly.

In front of me, there were some scenes that had just happened that flickered, and panicked and terrible cries echoed in my ears again.

"Fat Ming! Fat Ming ......! Don't! ”

I don't know where the strength comes from, it's so big, there's no room at all. The two tall men were twisted up with one hand, and smashed into the stones between the streams, so dazed that they could not get up, they whimpered and struggled, but their strength was as small as that of a baby.

They have no power to fight back, it is they who lost, and if you want to blame it, they themselves are to blame, it is they who have no strength to fight back......

Bang, bang, bang!

The sound of the slamming of the head against the craggy boulder, and again and again, blood burst out, and then the minced flesh splattered.

The sound of the mountain stream was still murmuring, but there was more blood in the clear stream, which fell from above, dissolved into the water, and dispersed.

Another thing fell, a shattered eyeball.

"No, no......" Tan Jinming choked up, staring blankly at the cloudy sky, the unextinguished light still illuminated some unsubmerged memories, he and Wang Zibo were in college, making fun of each other, graduating, and coming out to work......

I have already said that when Wang Zibo gets married in the future, he will be the best man.

If he is fat and bright, he will also have a wedding day, and Wang Zibo will be indispensable in the groomsmen group.

After becoming a social animal, there are few classmates left who are still in contact, even if they usually like each other in the circle of friends, it is just tacit perfunctory. But unlike Wang Zibo, he still has a connection and comes out to play together from time to time, because they are true friends......

"Ah, get out of here!" Tan Jinming grabbed his head, the more he thought about it, the more painful it became, and he wanted to crush his head.

It is both bitter and regretful about what you have done, and panic about the consequences you will bear.

I don't want that, I definitely don't want to do that, I never wanted to treat Zibo like that, and...... There are others......

More fragments of memory kept flashing in front of their eyes, accompanied by the sound of the girls crying, they were scared silly, paralyzed with fright, and they wanted to run away......

However, none of them escaped.

Tan Jinming couldn't understand how he could chase so fast, it wasn't the speed he could have at all, it was impossible, he was just a fat house, he could breathe when he ran a few steps, and he could not catch up so fast when he climbed a few stairs......

Why? Why should you belittle yourself, does it make you feel better?

Kneeling in a very low position, with nothing, there is nothing to lose, so that there is no pressure to compete.

Because you gave up on competition, you gave up on yourself.

But that was before, "Fat Ming", it was before. You're already different, you can be different.

"Go away...... Ah......" Tan Jinming almost knelt on the ground, he was already crying bitterly, and he wanted to hit the stone slab of the mountain steps with his forehead, he couldn't stand it anymore, he didn't want to hear this sound again, that was not his idea, no......

Of course, his behavior puzzled the tourists who walked by, and a group of tourists walked over muttering, probably thinking that they had met a drunk or mentally ill.

Another group of tourists had a kind eldest sister who came up and asked, "How are you?" What's wrong? Is there anything uncomfortable? Would you like to call someone for you? ”

"I'm ......" Tan Jinming paused, then ran down the mountain without saying anything, panic filled his whole body, dazed, and afraid.

A lot of people here have seen me...... There is surveillance at the entrance at the foot of the mountain, and they are all filmed, and I came with Zibo and them......

Also, the car I sat in Zibo on the road, the dashcam on the car, all the way was photographed.

After running in a panic for a while, Tan Jinming's footsteps slowed down, where could he go, it was impossible to escape.

Escape? Why run away? How many years have you been on the run? Think of something else, you don't just do that.

Tan Jinming looked around, the cold mountain wind pierced his clothes and penetrated into his flesh, he felt that everything was empty for a while, he had made a big mistake, a big mistake that could not be forgiven and irreparable, there was no way out, and he really deserved to die...... It's just, it's just......

With tears in his eyes, Tan Jinming took out the mobile phone in his pocket with trembling hands, and the phone case was stained with some blood.

He pressed the screen, choked up, and sent a message to his mother: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that" and then another message to Dad: "Dad, I'm sorry, I didn't want to do that"

After the hair, Tan Jinming turned around and walked towards the edge of the mountain steps, except for some small intersections, the stone steps from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain are accompanied by stone guardrails.

But the guardrail is not high, and adults can climb over it with a single step, and this section of the road leans against the east guardrail and is a valley that has been filled with smoke all day. This has happened before, when a tourist sat on the guardrail to take pictures but accidentally rolled over and fell to the bottom of the mountain, thus dying.

At this time, Tan Jinming stood on the edge of the guardrail, pressed the guardrail with both hands, propped up his feet, and was about to jump over the guardrail.

Suddenly, his right hand slammed into the railing, but his expression showed horror, this, this......

When Tan Jinming was still in shock, he raised his right hand and pulled his hair violently, Tan Jinming suddenly let out a terrible scream, and wanted to let go of his right hand but was completely unable to control it, but pulled harder.

At a strange angle, the right hand looked like it was grabbing its own scalp and walked back away from the edge of the guardrail.

"Ah......h

He felt that his right hand no longer belonged to him, that this right hand had life, it was the voice......

The voice became clearer and clearer, speaking to him, right in his head:

Hello, negative choice.