021: I'm not a monster
"The monster is not ready to show its original form, hahahahaha......ha
They shouted insults and laughed at the same time.
The boy's eyes are always out of focus, and the black and white pupils give people a strange feeling.
He was cornered in that small corner.
"I'm not a monster." The young man had no other expression on his face, and said something slowly.
As soon as the voice came out, several other people were stunned.
His voice was too cold, but unexpectedly good, with the husky magnetism that is unique to a young man.
Plus this face is too good-looking, where can it rub with the monster.
Several of the young men who were snorting looked at each other and smiled maliciously.
One of them waved his hand in front of him and smiled: "Damn, it turns out that he is still blind......"
"Is the blind man touching an elephant? Hahaha......"
"Didn't I hear that the blind man had a stick in his hand? Where's your stick? ”
For these insults and sarcasm, Fog didn't seem to care at all, and there was no trace of emotional ups and downs between her beautiful eyebrows.
With a long, white and slender hand, he leaned against the wall of the alley and walked aside.
These people are all young people in their twenties, who have nothing to do all day, and finally find a place to have fun, and it is not so easy to let him go.
Five or six homeless people.
Everyone has a cigarette in their fingertips, and they are there to swallow the clouds.
"Don't go, play with us for a while."
"You say you can't see it, where can you go?"
"Or you beg my brother, maybe my brother will let you go as soon as he is in a good mood."
One of them took two steps backwards, and spat out a smoke ring into the young man's face with the intention of watching a good show.
Everyone else laughed.
The boy choked on the smoke and was caught off guard.
His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he coughed lightly in a suppressed voice, and even the cold white skin on his neck was dyed crimson.
The sunset mist flowers at the end of the eyes are becoming more and more vivid.
Several of the men looked straight at each other.
It's the first time I've seen a boy like this, so I can see this kind of situation.
If it weren't for the bulging Adam's apple around his slender neck, they would have doubted his gender.
The eyes of the leader of the group flashed, and suddenly he had other ideas, hooked his hand, lowered his voice and said to the other people: "I heard that there is a place that specializes in accepting this kind of little white face...... You say, 'Shall we ......?' ”
As soon as these words came out, several other people understood.
The boss of some places has a special fetish, and he likes things like this.
There must be a lot of rich people who like his appearance.
Several other people were a little excited, but at the same time worried: "But, in case his family finds him......"
The man at the head was a little disdainful: "Where did the blind man come from, and if there is a family member, he will let him run around like this?" ”
"This kind of can sell for a lot of money, I know all about this market......"
A few people were still whispering.
The boy walked slowly against the wall, and they didn't worry that he would run away.
It's as if the boy is already in his pocket.
It happened that money was tight recently, and several people looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus.
The man at the head quickly followed, and said in a somewhat frivolous tone: "Brother, where are you going, do you want us to send you?" ”
"That's right, you see it's not very convenient for you, do you want to let your brothers take you to play?"
"It's a thrilling place, you absolutely love ......".
The fog seemed to be unheard, and the eyes were not focused, just holding on to the wall, walking out step by step.