He dreamed of that roof again, and in the cold, damp air, dark clouds lay low overhead—it was the first time he had seen the sky. Mom's trench coat wrapped around him, blocking out the dark light, but it couldn't stop the dirty, salty sea water from hitting his face. The young mother shuddered and rolled up her wet sleeves. He could feel her goosebumps. He wanted to shout, but in the roaring waves, he couldn't make a sound. The surging sea water, except for the roof where he was, everything else was reduced to nothing, including the black shadow that floated and fell among the waves.

He never saw the man again.

Dream, woke up.

April 2nd. Monday. In the early morning, 1:01 a.m.

Seven-year-old Shota Tamada opened his eyes and found himself still lying in his mother's arms. Mom was so sleepy that she couldn't support herself and fell asleep, holding him firmly with both hands. They huddled in the corner of the children's clothing store on the second floor of the Future Dream Mall, away from the atrium, so that the surviving men could not be seen carrying the bodies.

Shota gently lifted her mother's hand and got out of her armpit, but luckily didn't wake her up. The light shone on her face, smearing her with a strange shade of color, like a figure in a painting. Mom is very beautiful, although he has hardly dressed up much for himself in recent years, but he thinks that if he is an adult, he will definitely pursue his mother desperately. Quietly walked out of the children's clothing store, and looked back as he walked, lest his mother suddenly wake up and catch him back in a panic.

Finally, he escaped from his mother's palm and came to the edge of the atrium on the second floor. The corpses piled up on the ground floor are gone, leaving a mess of rubble and bloodstains on the floor. He heard footsteps in the corridor on the second floor and immediately hid in a nearby branded women's shoe store. Through his heels of various colors, the boy saw two men dragging two bodies out of the opposite store. He remembered the two men, one working at a supermarket and the other wearing a security guard's uniform. They dragged the two bodies to the elevator by the wall, turned on the elevator, and threw the bodies inside. The security guard pressed a button into the elevator, but the two living people did not enter, and there were only two dead people in the elevator, and they quickly closed the door and landed.

Zhengtai understood that they were cleaning up the corpses, and it was too difficult to move down the stairs, so they simply let the corpses take the elevator, while the living people still took the stairs, even if the elevator had an accident, it was not dangerous.

Zhengtai didn't dare to be discovered by the adults, especially the man who worked in the supermarket. Although,Zhengtai doesn't hate him at all.,On the contrary, he thinks he's reliable.,But as long as he sees it.,I'll definitely be sent back to my mother.。

The boy came to the ground floor lightly, and found that there was no one alive, and I am afraid that they were all upstairs and occupied a shop to rest, as their mother had done. Only the elevator display light is still flashing, becoming a metal coffin up and down.

As he tried to go to the basement level, a voice sounded behind him: "Hey, kid! Zhengtai shrank in a ball in fear, and just as he wanted to run forward, a figure stopped in front of him. He saw a pair of cold eyes. However, the boy was not afraid of these eyes, but felt a little kind, probably because these eyes matched the underground environment.

"Who are you?" Seven-year-old Shota asked bluntly.

The boy on the opposite side was a little surprised, lifted the long thin hair that covered his eyes, and half-squatted down and said, "My name is Xiaoguang." ”

"Who is Hikaru Xiao?" The boy speaks Chinese very well, and the other party should not have heard that he is Japanese.

"Xiaoguang is me."

"Brother, where are you from?"

"Another world." Xiaoguang slowly spit out these five words, looking at the boy with a serious expression, not at all like he was joking or lying.

Originally, Zhengtai's first reaction was: You lie! After all, he is no longer a child, and he will go to elementary school in a few months. However, looking at Xiaoguang's sincere eyes, he preferred to believe that it was true.

"Why are you here?" Shota continues to interrogate Hikatsu.

He replied honestly: "I'm here to kill people." ”

"Kill whom?"

"If I told you, would I still be able to kill it?" Xiaoguang finally showed a smile, "I'm a killer. ”

The seven-year-old boy found out from the eyes of an eighteen-year-old boy - he was not lying.

"Oh, then I'll keep it a secret for you, and I won't tell anyone."

Just when Zhengtai answered seriously, there were two more girls behind Xiaoguang, and I don't know if I heard the conversation just now.

The boy felt that they were not very old, so he calmly greeted, "Sister." ”

"Wow!" One of the girls was very excited, hugged Xiaoguang and kissed her, "This Zhengtai's mouth is so sweet." ”

It is estimated that many children will call senior high school girls aunties.

"I'm Shota." Now he finally became simple and said his name directly. However, the two senior high school girls didn't understand, they just thought that this boy was good at talking.

"Where's your mother?" Another girl asked.

Shota panicked, afraid that as soon as he said it, they would send him back.

"In—" The boy gestured behind them. All three of them turned around, but Shota turned and ran into the dark hallway.

The screams of the girls were heard from behind, and Shota slipped through a small door, found a staircase leading to the underground, and went down to the door of the Calford supermarket on the basement floor.

There was a "squeak" sound next to him, and Shota walked into the pet store outside the supermarket and saw a beige Labrador with its tail clamped and spinning in circles. There was a dog lying on the ground, also a Labrador, pure white, but it could no longer move, and its belly did not rise or fall in the slightest, and half of the wall smashed on the dog's head, which had stoned it to death. A seven-year-old child understands what death is. He looked at the dead Labrador on the ground and felt a pang of sorrow — even more so than when he had seen the corpses piled up on the ground floor an hour earlier.

The beige Labrador barked wildly at its dead counterparts on the ground, spitting countless saliva from its mouth. It sniffed at the corpses of its own kind, scratched with its claws, and bit with its mouth, as if that would wake the dead up. Until it was finally convinced that the pure white Labrador on the ground had entered the Garden of Death. And so, it began to really wail like a human weeping.

This heart-rending made Shota also sad, he saw the dog cry for the first time, and his mother had never cried so sadly a year ago.

Suddenly, Shota touched the back of the beige Labrador. Ordinary people dare not approach or touch such a sad dog, but this seven-year-old boy is surprisingly bold, as if he has foreseen that this dog will never hurt anyone. Sure enough, when Shota touched the supple fur on its back and dusted it off, it obediently turned around. There was no anger, only tears of sadness in the eyes. The boy also cried.

Shota's tears fell to the instep of his feet. The dog turned around and stuck out his tongue to lick the upper of his shoe, feeling the smell of human tears. Then, it buried its head in the boy's arms.

The boy hugged the dog tightly as if he were holding a long-lost relative, comforting it in the pain of the disaster, stroking its smelly fur, feeling its warm body temperature, and the rapid heartbeat in his chest. The dog stuck out its tongue and licked the boy's face, and from now on it could do anything for him.

The boy whispered in his ear: "Don't cry, your friend has gone to another world, he will be happy, don't worry about it." ”

The dog understood him, said "uh-huh" to the boy twice, and wagged his tail.

"Can you take me somewhere else?"

The Labrador understood what he was saying, looked back at the dead kind, and let out a final wail.

Passing through the empty corridor, it came to the second basement level of Calford Supermarket. Shota remembers this place, where he was when the earthquake struck.

His new friend smelled something important and led him through a passage to the third basement floor of the Future Dream Building. This is the parking lot, and there are all kinds of cars parked in the parking space, some of which have collided with each other, and some of which are still sounding sirens. He followed the dog around the parking lot. There is a wide driveway that leads deeper below. The boy thought to himself, will it lead to the center of the earth?

The Labrador barked and rushed down, leaving Shota close behind. Originally, there were four basement floors, which were still parking lots. It's more empty and gloomy than the upstairs, and most of the parking spaces are empty. Zhengtai runs after the dog all the way, hears the sound of some kind of machine running, and smells a choking smell of diesel.

No, it's not just the taste. The child's nose is particularly sensitive, he stops to vomit, and the Labrador barks indiscriminately.

Because, it sees hell.

The seven-year-old boy looked up, and he also saw hell.