Chapter 66: Nightmare 5

"I don't know who my parents were, for as long as I can remember, I grew up in a welfare home."

The Joker is trapped in infinite memories, and it's all so dreamy.

It was spring, and everything was recovering. The Welfare Home ushered in the new year.

"Hit him! Hit him! This monster! ”

A group of children threw stones at a little boy and cursed monsters.

The little boy seemed to have long been accustomed to it, and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

When the children are done venting, they will naturally leave, and he will face such beatings every day.

After I don't know how long, the children didn't seem to have the strength to throw stones at him.

Several older boys stood in front of him and said to him proudly, "You're a monster!" Why aren't you dead yet! ”

After saying that, he took off his pants and began to pee on the little boy, and the little boy's whole body was drenched.

They took scissors and cut the little boy's hair indiscriminately, and used the knife to carve the word monster on his face.

Stuff his mouth with scraps of paper, wrap him in strips of white cloth, drop him on a tree, and beat him with wicker.

Or throw him into a mud puddle, smear him with mud, and be abused by the teacher.

No one cares about him, no one feels sorry for him, and no one cares about him.

Even so, he still didn't say a word, he knew that he couldn't resist, so it was better to go along with it.

When everyone was done, they all jumped away, and the little boy slowly stood up.

Looking at the children who were gone, the little boy muttered to himself with dull eyes, "I'm not a monster... Not a monster. ”

Why is the little boy called a monster by everyone?

For as long as he can remember, the little boy has discovered that he can see things that others can't.

He didn't know what it was, there were a lot of kids around him and they liked him very much.

And when he told the teacher in the welfare home about it, the teacher was so frightened that he panicked. The teacher also began to snub him, and even scolded him for not talking nonsense.

And those children often see bullying him as a way to please the teacher, because the teacher once praised the person who bullied the little boy.

At this time, a group of children suddenly appeared next to the little boy, and they took the little boy's hand, walked out of the welfare home, and came to a place that looked like an amusement park.

There are so many rag dolls, slides, merry-go-rounds, and Ferris wheels! It's a paradise for kids.

The little boy suddenly forgot all the troubles in his heart and merged into this sea of joy.

At this time, he is happy, happy, and all the children around him like him.

They played and frolicked together. Immerse yourself in this dreamlike world every day.

But then the good times didn't last long, and suddenly one night, a fire burned down the welfare home, and everyone couldn't escape.

The whereabouts of the little boy were unknown, and the orphanage was abandoned.

I don't know how long it took, but a man in a clown costume appeared in S City. Every day, he teases a group of children on the street to play, playing ugly and funny.

But some of the adults disliked him, and on several occasions several young men knocked him to the ground and beat him severely, but the clown did not say a word.

Each time, he was scarred, and walked alone to the dilapidated welfare home that had been burned down.

He didn't understand, he didn't understand why he wanted to bring happiness to people, and these people still treated him like that.

He has suffered humiliation since he was a child, and he has seen all the white eyes, but he doesn't care, he just wants to bring happiness to people.

"Why? Why? The clown asked over and over again.

"Why? Why! ”

Since then, a wanted murderer has appeared in S City. Clown!

The murder of seventeen people in one week, including three young children, is heinous!

But the police dispatched all the police forces, but they couldn't catch him, and he seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

But the murder continued, and later the police locked up a welfare home decades ago.

The home had been burned down for a long time, and a survey of the names of those who had lost their lives found that one person was missing.

He didn't have a name, just a number, but when the police counted the dead, it was clearly written that there were fifty-seven people, but there were only fifty-six people on the list.

As the police traced down, they finally found clues, this person grew up in a welfare home, but he has been bullied, not only other children bullied him, but the teacher also often beat and scolded.

So the police suspect that this clown is the little boy back then, and the fire in the welfare home may also be caused by him.

After three months of pursuit, the police finally zeroed down an abandoned factory. When they arrived, they saw the clown playing happily here.

It turns out that the amusement park that the clown has seen since he was a child is just this abandoned factory. And the children he saw were all children who had died in the former welfare home.

The police ordered the clown to be shot, and the clown fell in a pool of blood smiling, without a trace of pain, without a trace of nostalgia.

The era of calamity begins, and the clown is miraculously resurrected, but two personalities are born, one is a little boy and the other is a clown.

The clown likes to bring joy to people, but the little boy brings destruction to people, he wraps people in strips of white cloth and hangs them from trees, so that they can sleep and eat away at their souls little by little.

"This is who I am, my miserable life." The clown said expressionlessly.

"I don't know what my name is, what my birthday is, who my parents are? It was as if I didn't exist. ”

Ling Yu listened to two lines of tears across her cheeks and hugged the clown.

The two were silent and said nothing. The clown is gradually thinned and weakened.

It seems that there is only one soul body left, looming.

"Hey, bro! Let's dance together! The clown said with a scarlet grin.

Ling Yu also suddenly laughed at this time.

"Sing and dance!"

"Let's forget our troubles tonight, Eribatti! Get high! ”

The clown let out one last cry and disappeared into the wind, and Ling Yu seemed to hear the dynamic music again. See the amusement park full of joy, and those innocent smiles.

Ling Yu stood in place and danced, but no one saw the tears in Ling Yu's eyes, but his face was always smiling.

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He kept his grief in his heart. Let only happiness face the sun. What we see is often not the truth-image. It's just a distorted illusion. It's like a clown. No one knows where his grief is slowly festering. He kept his grief in his heart. Let only happiness face the sun.