"When you kill someone, everything will be different."

This is what Leon said to Matilda, and this is what Hikari said to me.

Now, everything about me has changed, forever.

"Wife, do you think next year will be the end of the world?" My best classmate and best friend, Hae-mi, was lying on the railing of the atrium on the ninth floor of the Future Dream Building, looking at the lights of Santa Claus with the words "Merry Christmas" and reindeer on the first floor to the ninth floor.

"I don't know."

Almost half of my body leaned out of the railing, looking down at the huge Christmas tree on the ground floor, and with a slight tiptoe, I would flip over the railing, free fall, fall to the ninth floor, and hit the floor five steps on the floor in front of the mall employees in Santa Claus clothes yawning in anticipation of leaving work early.

Have you ever felt this way? When I stood on a very high place, looking down at the abyss hundreds of meters below, looking at the cockroach-like cars and ant-like people, I suddenly had the desire to jump.

"If there was an end of the world, would you be afraid?"

I paused, closed my eyes and took a deep breath, imagining myself flying out of the railing: "No, I'm happy. ”

"Me too." Haemi smiled, picked up the heavy shopping bag, and put her arm around my shoulder, "Honey, in the whole class, no- it's the whole school, you're the only one who thinks with me, we're natural sisters, aren't we?" ”

"Yes."

"Let's go check out the new bags, hurry!"

The above is last year's Christmas Eve, Haimei and I went shopping at the Future Dream Mall, played various amusement machines in Tommy Bear's Happy World on the fifth floor, and watched a movie after the conversation.

Three months and a week later, when the two of us came to the same place again, we were unfortunately told by Haimei.

April 1. Sunday. Night, 22:19.

In the Future Dream Mall, on the escalator from the fifth floor to the fourth floor, Haimei and I were discussing the issue of going to the United States to study, and a young man in black clothes and black pants came up in the opposite direction, with a pair of cold and shining, hazy eyes under his long hair.

These eyes are looking at me, too.

Pass.

I couldn't help but look back at his back at the thought that I might have to look for him in the middle of nowhere for years to come, and that I might never find him again.

The end of the world is coming.

I foolishly assumed that if I had held back and didn't look back at him, would the end of the world not have happened? Or won't the Dream Mansion sink into the ground in the future?

He saved me.

In the flickering light, I looked at his starry gaze, and was sure that I would not let him go again.

His name is Xiaoguang.

That's the only thing I know about him. I don't know what his last name is, what school he attended, whether he was a good student or a bad boy or a bad boy, why he was here, and what kind of story he used to have.

But why do I need these answers? I just need to know – he's the little light.

Sometimes, I ask myself this question – why do people want to know about your past? What careers did your parents have? How much does your family earn each year? What size house do you live in? How much does your dad drive a car with a displacement and how much is it worth?

I really hate these whys! Hate those who get to the bottom of it! If it's the end of the world, let them die first!

Wouldn't it be better not to know anything? Just like him in front of me, this eighteen-year-old boy, I don't know anything about him, and he doesn't know anything about me, we only know each other's gender, age, height, appearance, and temperament in their eyes.

Oh my God！ That's enough!

In the underground, he didn't seem to want to escape, but felt that it was good to stay here.

If it's really the end of the world, I'm willing to stay, and not just for him.

My name is Ding Zi, I am 18 years old this year, and I am a student in the third (2) class of 41 Middle School. Haemi was my classmate and the only friend I had at school. Her father, who was only a section chief in the district government, bought a mansion in the city center and owned a villa in the suburbs. She always keeps changing the watches she brought back from Hong Kong, displays her iPhone 4 at school, invites her classmates to sing at the cash box on Saturday nights, and privately gives VIP cards to the homeroom teacher at the SPA club. She despised anyone in her class, whether their parents were petty civil servants or small bosses, or worked in monopoly state-owned enterprises.

The only person who could make her feel inferior was me.

Not only because I was prettier than her, but also because every time I appeared in front of her, I would wear a dress that was more plain but better looking than her, I would wear more modest but more expensive shoes, I would wear a lighter but more seductive perfume, I would listen to more niche but elegant music, and I would read more obscure but classic novels—she would almost only read Guo Jingming, but I had already started reading Baby Anne; Like when she was still playing with the iPad 1, I started playing with the videography with the iPad 2.

Therefore, it is always me who leads the fashion trend of girls in the class.

At first, Haemi was also envious and jealous of me, but she was very clever to approach me, dragged me out to shop and play, and praised me like a flower every time. Although I have become the idol of the girls, I am also the object of jealousy, and it is not bad to have a second-generation official girl as a small follower. She began to pestering me and asked: What do parents do? Where do you live? What brand is a private car?

I told her: my dad is the chairman of an international trading company and flies around the world all year round; Mom is a producer in a film and television company, and she has to go out to film almost every month. As a result, my parents didn't have time to drive to school to pick me up. My family lives in a top mansion in the city center, and anyone who enters and exits must strictly check their documents, so it is inconvenient for classmates to visit the house.

Haemi took all my words and became my best friend. When the two of us are in pairs, it will overshadow the students around us. Even the teachers came to curry favor with us, such as putting a question mark on the exam paper when it was clear that there should be a deduction of points, or pretending not to see us when they bumped into us in an entertainment venue that minors are not allowed to enter.

Unexpectedly, the end of the world was also survived by the two of us. Those classmates who were despised by us, the whole family is dead, right? The homeroom teacher who likes to talk to rich parents the most, I don't know if she was crushed to death or burned to death?

When I think about this, I can't describe my emotions, whether it's sadness or schadenfreude.

Hey, in fact, I still sympathize with them, I don't know what Haimei will think.

Another thing that makes me desperate - even when I get to the end of the world, I still have the same dream every night - after entering high school, whether I memorize English words before going to bed, or watch Stephen Chow's films, or silently recite the Bible, Buddhist scriptures, and Tao Te Ching, it is difficult to avoid that nightmare. I would dream of many familiar faces, casting contemptuous glances at me and shrilling mockery...... In my dreams, I usually have two endings: I pull out a knife and stab them all to death, or I jump off the roof of the school building – I wake up sweating profusely and screaming after I hit the ground at a rapid pace.

Damn, why can't I get out of this dream at this time? Therefore, every day I would sit on the railing of the atrium and think back to the nightmare of the previous night, only to find that the faces of my classmates and teachers in the dream had been replaced by the survivors underground.

Xiaoguang thought that I was really going to commit suicide, so he dragged me off the railing several times, pointed at my nose and scolded me.

One day, it was he who sat on the atrium railing first. Then, he said he liked me.

At this moment, "Nobody Sleeps Tonight" miraculously sounded in my ears, the most classic aria in the opera "Turandot"! Oh, my God! Who knew my mind and sneaked into the building's radio room to play this song? My heart fluttered and I closed my eyes as he kissed me on the lips, lips I hadn't kissed by the opposite sex in eighteen years.

After waiting for a long time, after singing the last sentence of "Nobody Sleeps Tonight", Xiaoguang ran away.

I began to wonder if he liked men, just like the beautiful boys in many Tanmei novels.

On the third day, the rich second generation named Guo Xiaojun died. When I saw his corpse, I was very happy, which righteous man was "eliminating harm for the people"? I dare to say that when the bullets are exhausted at the end, this bastard will definitely become a burden to everyone, and he will die sooner!

The next day, six people died! Among them, there were four seriously injured people, who were killed by the shampooing girl Ah Xiang.

As a result, everyone began to worry about whether the person next to them would suddenly become a murderous demon.

The female cleaner in her forties began to pester me constantly. She moved next door to me and passed me every morning and evening. But I didn't want to talk to her, and when I walked in front of her, I turned my head or simply ignored her. Haemi asked me what was the matter with the female cleaner, and I replied casually, "I guess I was stimulated by the end of the world and became mentally ill." ”

The female cleaner was almost with me, especially when I was walking alone, and I couldn't help but turn around and scold: "Are you mentally ill? Don't follow me all the time! ”

This middle-aged woman had long been accustomed to going against the grain, and sighed: "Hey, I'm just worried about you, so many people died two days ago, and you are alone-"

“Shut up！ Please don't say these unlucky things! ”

She lowered her head and said nothing, and continued to follow me like a tail until I coldly threw out a sentence: "You go to die!" ”

I didn't expect her to be able to bear it, so she lowered her head and said, "I can't die, because you're still alive." ”

A day later, she was dead.

I thought, if she hadn't followed me every inch in those two days, maybe the person who was * was not Mo Xing'er, but me.

At six o'clock in the morning, I slept very hard, and I didn't know what happened in the early morning, let alone that Zhou Xuan, Tao Ye and others were violently chasing and killing the rapist Xu Pengfei. I was woken up by the noise upstairs, combed my hair and walked out of the store, to find the female cleaner crouching in the hallway.

It's her again!

I angrily walked downstairs, and she followed behind me until I followed the downstairs toilet, and I pushed her hard.

She fell to the ground and stubbornly got up: "Have you forgotten where you came from?" ”

She's hit the hole of death that I can't escape - it's unlucky, it's the end of the world, everyone is dying, why is this not over? How long will I get to the end? The nightmares that hit every night turned into tears.

"Why didn't you get crushed to death in the earthquake earlier?"

When I said that, I couldn't hear her answer anymore. Tears kept flowing, I just wanted to get rid of her quickly and never see this face again!

Like a headless fly, I rushed to the other end of the hallway. Xiaoguang took me through that road, leading directly to the Future Dream Hotel, like pushing open a door to the wizarding world of Harry Potter.

When I cried all the way into the dark hotel lobby, I pushed open the small door behind the front desk in a panic, but I didn't expect that there was someone in the small room!

The cold metal was around my neck, and the slightest movement would cut through the windpipe.

"Don't make a sound, or I'll kill you!"

Suddenly, I remembered the white-collar worker named Xu Pengfei.

This brute! He actually started kissing the root of my ear! I was so frightened that I didn't even think of resisting. He pressed me to the floor and started groping my chest. I was so disgusted that I just wanted to vomit and hope to die soon and end all the humiliation.

"Stop!"

Whose voice? Female cleaner! She followed all the way and heard movement in the small room.

Come and save me! Please!

When I felt the pressure on my body disappear, I was about to get up from the ground, but I heard a sound - the sound of the tip of a knife piercing into my body.

I saw Xu Pengfei holding a knife in his hand, but I couldn't see the tip of the knife because it was all submerged in the body of the female cleaner.

I instinctively let out a scream. The brute let go of his knife and fled the small room in a panic, and the cleanwoman fell to the ground.

Her blood gushed everywhere, her whole face changed color, and her eyes were still staring at me.

She died for me! She was the one who blocked the knife for me!

It's her...... It's her...... It's her......

I'm sorry, I know you, I know who you are, and I know who I am. It's just that I never want to admit it, I don't want to admit it to others, I don't even want to admit it to myself, I prefer to believe that I am the self I imagined I was making.

I'm the most useless, mean, and pathetic senior girl in the world.

Three years ago, my parents passed away in a car accident. My dad was not a wealthy businessman, but an ordinary taxi driver who was driving his mother home from the night shift at a 24-hour convenience store, when an earthmoving truck overturned and was crushed to death. I was alone and had no relatives to take care of me—I was later told that I was not born to my parents, but was adopted shortly after I was born.

I don't want to believe it's true. Then something even more unbelievable happened – a middle-aged woman came to my house and told me that she was my real mother.

Her name is Yu Pingxiang, a woman who has worked from the countryside to the city, a cleaner at the Future Dream Building, mainly responsible for cleaning the toilets - I only answered her with one word: "Get out!" ”

But she took out the notes she had left behind when her adoptive parents adopted me, a photo of her holding me as an infant, and even a copy of my birth certificate. And in the process of sorting through the relics of my adoptive parents, I did find the name of "Yu Pingxiang" and the small dress she left me - she said that the little dress was made by herself when she was pregnant, and accurately said that the embroidered pattern on it was a purple flower.

Yes, she was my real mother, although I never admitted it, although I prefer to believe that the appearance of this middle-aged cleaner was a hallucination of my excessive grief.

Yu Pingxiang said that I was an illegitimate daughter, and when my biological father met her, they worked in the same restaurant, he was a food delivery, and she was a waitress - I really wanted to burn that restaurant on fire!

That year, she was twenty-two years old, and when she found out that she was pregnant, he had changed places to work, and he could no longer be found in the vast sea of people. She was going to beat me out - if I could travel back, I would have lent her 500 yuan and sent her to the women's hospital to beat me up, guaranteed to have a painless abortion! But she was reluctant to think about it, and finally gave birth to me, and when I heard this, I scolded her for being irresponsible. And she cried aggrievedly and said, in fact, she wants to raise me, even if it is a great sin. However, at that time, she was seriously ill, and seeing that the mother and daughter could not survive, she could only find a good family to give the child away.

She met my adoptive parents, who were the love of my life, who had been married for 10 years without children, and were looking for a healthy child to adopt, and happily took me away. But they kept in touch and agreed that she would have the right to come to see me in the future.

Fifteen years later, she is still working in the city, but she has never been married. She didn't come to see me officially, but she hid in front of my house many times, watched me go out in a red dress for the first time, watched me learn nursery rhymes for the first time, watched me get the little red flower in the class for the first time, and watched me wait downstairs for the first time...... Actually, she was always there for me, but I never paid attention to her.

I kicked her out the door anyway.

That night, I cried all night, worse than when my adoptive parents died.

In the same year, I was admitted to the high school of 41 Middle School.

After the death of the adoptive parents, they left a deposit of 200,000 yuan. They were very fond of me when they were alive, to the point of doting. From elementary school to junior high school, whatever I asked, I would say yes and let me live like a princess - I decided to use all the money in the three years of high school.

I spent lavishly on designer clothes, invited my classmates to dinner and sang, dwarfing the richest person in the class, Hai Mei. I became the envy of everyone, and even the teacher was deceived by me. At every parent-teacher conference, a man always showed up as a wealthy businessman – and since I was underage, I had to have a guardian, and my adoptive father's younger brother naturally took on this responsibility, including attending my parent-teacher conferences. And this loser, who has always eaten, drunk and merry, is best at bragging - the condition is that the right to use the house left by his adoptive parents must be transferred to his name.

When I first arrived in the second half of my sophomore year of high school, I found that I had very little money left. When I was facing a desperate situation and was about to run away from home, Yu Pingxiang came to me and gave me a heavy bag of cash. This is the money she has saved over the past ten years of part-time work, and she is almost willing to spend it, in order to leave it to me in the future. I took the money without saying a word, and drove her away indifferently.

As of last week, she had left me almost two hundred dollars in cash.

I never called her Mommy.

On April Fool's Day, when I walked with Haemi in the Future Dream Mall, my heart was full of fear. I have no money to spend, and tomorrow I will be transformed from a princess to a maid! If I were to invite Haemi and her classmates to a cafeteria or a cash drawer, I would have to sell all the designer clothes on me – if I could get back a tenth of the price I paid for them. I don't know how many more days my disguise will last, and how many more days I can hide from my classmates and teachers, including my best friends. That nightmare has never stopped for three years, and it seems like waking up tomorrow morning will become real.

When I desperately wanted to jump from the fifth floor of the mall, I not only saw my little light, but also looked forward to the day I had dreamed of - the end of the world.

The Earth is destroyed, we are the last survivors of humanity, and I am so happy to hear the news! No more worrying about your secrets being known, no more lying to your dad who "has many friends in California", no more worrying about what happens in nightmares, no more thinking about where to get your next money or what to exchange it for.

It's all over, great, my show is over, and the appreciation of you idiots – or rather the deceived – is over. Everything is back to square one, there are no more illegitimate daughters of officials, rich girls, or migrant workers, and they all have to die equally ugly anyway!

The only thing I'm worried about is the female cleaner Yu Pingxiang. Every time I used to visit the Future Dream Mall, I was a little nervous, worried about whether I would suddenly bump into her in the toilet. So, every time I held back and didn't go to the bathroom, fortunately I never ran into her. However, if it weren't for Haimei's insistence on pulling me here, I would never have stepped half a step here, let alone get half a step closer to Pingxiang.

And yet here she is, the woman who gave me life, conceived me for ten months, endured so many hardships, and brought me into this world. Here she is, the woman who has been watching me silently and giving all her savings for me. Here she is, accompanying me through the apocalypse and shielding me from insults.

She's dying.

But when she was still breathing, when she was still holding her last breath, looking at me with her dying eyes, waiting for me to utter those two words—I said nothing, as I had done before, as I had done a few minutes before, still facing her with indifference, unable to utter those two words.

I'm sorry, but I was the one who should have been crushed to death in the earthquake earlier!

Mom, after all, I didn't hear me call her "Mom", and after all, she didn't hold on to her last breath and died full of regret. I watched her eyes gradually cloudy, felt her body slowly cool, and felt her pulse no longer respond.

My mom died.

She died trying to save me, with the red-stained knife in her chest. But I was so stingy to even shout "Mommy".

My tears welled up in my eyes, unable to restrain themselves and dripping onto her dead face.

It's a pity that she didn't see my tears until she died.

I found her holding a card in her hand, probably after being stabbed and falling to the ground, and then took it out of her pocket with her last breath - this is a * testimony, although it has been stained with blood, I can still see the words "Future Dream Mall Cleaning Department", and a photo of a middle-aged woman, with her name at the bottom: Yu Pingxiang.

This is my mother, the cleaner of the Future Dream Mall, who hangs this testimony every day, cleaning up the filth in the toilet of this building, and using this hard-earned income to support my princess-like "rich girl" life for the past year.

She wanted to stuff this work card with her name and occupation into my hand before she died, so that I could always remember her and whose daughter I was.

I was trembling. The flashlight fell to the ground. I took this testimony from her growing cold hands.

Suddenly, someone broke into the small room and let out a scream.

I could tell it was Haemi's voice.

No, I don't want her to see it!

But I couldn't do anything, I could only sit on the ground stupidly, let my classmates and friends look at me, and I also saw the dead female cleaner, and her work card in my hand.

Haemi's screaming lasted about two minutes.

Finally, I looked up at her and tucked my work card into my pocket.

I really want to pick up a rag and stuff Haemi in her mouth!

Because, her screams attracted the others—Circling, Cultivating, and, my little light.

I wanted to shout out loud and shout out the word "Mom", but there was Haimei next to me, and my favorite Xiaoguang, I didn't have the courage to make a sound, I didn't want to be looked down upon by them......

After Zhou Xuan and Tao Ye confirmed the death of the female cleaner, they lifted her bloody body and went to the fourth basement to bury her.

What can I say? Said I was almost raped by Xu Pengfei? Say the cleaner died to save me because she was my real mother? And my so-called identity as a rich girl is all lies and disguises out of vanity?

Haemi said something that shocked me too.

She told Xiaoguang that the female cleaner had found the rapist Xu Pengfei and me in this small room, so he killed him.

Vile!

I know that Haemi also secretly likes Xiaoguang, but why does she use it this way? Is she afraid that Xiaoguang doesn't know that I was almost raped by Xu Pengfei, or is she hinting to Xiaoguang that I have been raped?

Hikaru suddenly turned her head and stared into Haemi's eyes. She went on to shamelessly say, "I'm not lying. ”

I really want to go to the deepest grave, why wasn't I the one who was stabbed to death by Xu Pengfei?

However, Xiaoguang hugged me, regardless of Haemi's presence, and kissed me on the lips.

It was the first time he kissed me and the first time I was kissed by a man. I could no longer pretend to be strong, bury my head in his arms and weep bitterly.

Hikari is going to get me some towels and clothes. Reluctantly grabbing his fingertips, he stroked my hair and sped away.

In this small room that was still full of blood, only me and Haimei were left.

"Ding Zi, let me ask you a question."

She's never spoken to me in that tone, and that's what she said to a little girl selling flowers on the street on Valentine's Day.

"What is your relationship with the woman who just died?"

Did Haemi find out? No! I shuddered violently, and looked up at the cold face of my dead friend.

I thought I had to answer, but I couldn't put it into words. What she said was true, I was indeed a poor person, and indeed a liar, and indeed the kind of person she hated the most, in fact, the kind of person I hated the most!

I could only answer with one thing - my right hand, which was still stained with my mother's blood, was scratching around me and touching something cold. Not sure what that is, but maybe my answer.

Haemi continued to point at my nose and scolded, "You've been lying to me! Actually, you are an inferior person from a low birth, and you dare to pretend to be a rich person to associate with me......"

I couldn't hear the last sentence clearly, the blood rushed to my brain, blocked my ear canal, blinded my eyes, and even blurred my consciousness.

I stood up in silence, picked up the cold thing in a parabola with my right hand, and waited until it slammed into Haemi's head, making a sound of colliding with bones and turning into countless hard, sharp shards - I realized that it was a glass vase.

At the same time, I also saw a stream of blood spurting out of Haemi's temples and splashing into my eyes, completely smearing my world in blood red.

Hell is red.

She's dead.

In this red world, Haimi's eyes are still open, and there are a few pieces of broken glass stuck in her temples, and a cloud of red and white liquid flows out.

I felt pain, both Haemei and mine.

I don't know how long later, when Hikari returned here, he saw this scene, except that I was still like a statue, holding the remnants of the vase in my hand.

I didn't say anything, and I didn't have to excuse myself at all, he already knew I had killed someone.

Xiaoguang was surprisingly calm, and finally showed his killer nature, and found a large cardboard box out of nowhere, so he put Haimei in it and pushed it away.

I wiped the blood from my eyes, and the world turned from red to gray.

I changed all my clothes, and I didn't forget to put my mother's work card in my pocket. I combed my hair again, opened a suitcase in the small room, and found a bottle of perfume to sprinkle on my body to hide the smell of blood all over my body.

Hikari hurried back and took me out of this place.

No one noticed Haemi's disappearance. The only thing that made me happy was that Xiaoguang told me that Xu Pengfei had been killed with an electric drill, and that this rapist who killed a thousand knives must have died a terrible death, and I don't know who killed him.

Killing is usually a sin, but sometimes it is also a merit, and I don't know how to thank the person who killed Xu Pengfei.

That afternoon, the last drop of diesel ran out, and the entire Future Dream Mansion was plunged into permanent darkness.

In order to escape the turbid air, Xiaoguang and I fled to the shop on the eighth floor, and waited for death to kiss us on the lips in the faint flickering candlelight. The fantasy apocalyptic paradise has been turned into a desolate and cold tomb. Although there is a shortage of food and water, and Haimei has a secret room on the second basement floor, stockpiling a lot of survival materials - however, it is Haimei's stuff, I don't want to take it, even if I starve to death here!

The only thing I don't feel scared of is the darkness.

Because, I have my light.

What I never imagined was that after just one short night, the only light in my life would be extinguished.

It was the seventh day of the apocalypse, and in the early morning, when I woke up in the shop on the eighth floor, I opened my eyes in a trance and touched the boy next to me, but I only felt a cloud of cold air.

Light, where are you? Why can't I see you? Even if I turn on all the flashlights, I still can't see you!

At this time, I only heard a terrible burst of gunfire from far downstairs, accompanied by the barking of dogs one after another......

I flashed the biggest flashlight and rushed down, ignoring the dirty and turbid air, taking off my mask and calling Xiaoguang.

As soon as I ran down two flights of stairs, I bumped into Tao Ye, who was covered in blood and walked up with a glazed gaze. I stopped him and asked about Xiaoguang's whereabouts, but he said he hadn't seen it.

When I got to the atrium of the basement, I was forced to put on my mask again—it had become a slaughterhouse, full of dead cats and dogs, many heads blooming, blood spilling all over the floor, and countless flies and rats. I almost fainted.

Passing by the supermarket on the basement floor, I saw a swaying figure in the dark.

The figure looked very bloated, and it was by no means a slender and athletic little light. Whether it was a dummy or a zombie, I boldly rushed over and stopped in front of the person, illuminating the other person's face with a flashlight.

The man wore a mask on his face and showed only a pair of frightening eyes.

As I took off my mask, I ripped it off as well.

Deal with! This man in his thirties, with a pale face covered with beard, glared at me expressionlessly.

No, he's not alone, he's still carrying a man on his back!

I grabbed the collar and pushed the head of the man on his shoulder—the last light of my life beneath the long black hair.

The eighteen-year-old's eyes were closed, and he lay quietly on his back, but his face became cold, no matter how much I touched and kissed his lips.

He's dead. My heart is dead.

Zhou Xuan stood in place like a piece of wood, refusing to put Xiaoguang's body down. I slapped the slap desperately. It wasn't until blood flowed from the corners of his mouth that he said in a daze: "I didn't kill him." ”

"Who? Who did it? "I was almost crazy, screaming through the grave.

"Luo-Hao-ran." He uttered the name word by word, with a tone that only in hell.

"Really?"

"Trust me."

Actually, when he said these three words, I already believed them.

I cried like a little girl, tears rippled behind my back, and I stuck myself on Xiaoguang, only to find that his clothes were soaked with blood, and there was a hole in his back - there was such a despicable person who gave him a knife in the back!

"Luo Haoran?" I returned to the front of Zhou Xuan and clenched my fists, "I'm going to kill him!" ”

"Wear a mask, or you'll be poisoned at any time."

Zhou Xuan continued to walk forward with the dead little light on his back, I imagined that he was still alive, lying on Zhou Xuan's back alive, I held his hand, and walked to the grave together, to the eternal hell together.

Four basement floors.

The cats and dogs above began to eat the dead, but in this place where the dead are most concentrated, only rats and flies dare to patronize them. Because the smell of rotting corpses is the strongest here, emitting a gas with corpse poison, even cats and dogs cannot tolerate it. Only burying Xiaoguang here is the safest.

I helped Zhou Xuan to place the dead boy on the edge of the pile of corpses, and the flashlight swept over the rotting human body, but it didn't frighten me in the slightest. I was reminded of the end of "The Red and the Black", where Matilda carried Julien's head to be buried—I would like to be such a woman.

After completing Xiaoguang's burial, Zhou Xuan and I stood silently for a while, until the foul-smelling air passed through the mask and could no longer hold on.

Then, for a whole day, Zhou Xuan and I searched for Luo Haoran's traces in the apocalyptic underground—killing him if he encountered it. We each prepared our own weapons, ranging from iron rods, daggers, ropes, poisons, and electric drills...... I didn't dare look in the mirror, but I remembered Milla Jovovich from Resident Evil.

And I also fantasized in my heart about a thousand ways to kill Luo Haoran - each of which was miserable, and I wondered if I was born to be an executioner. But the most brutal killing method is not enough to offset his sin of killing Xiaoguang! Why did he kill Xiaoguang?

By the way, Xiaoguang said that he was a killer and came here to carry out a murderous mission, could he be here to kill Luo Haoran? It doesn't matter if he's or not, I'm going to kill Luo Haoran!

I searched separately with Zhou Xuan. I wandered alone in the dark, thinking of nothing but revenge, even if it was to kill Luo Hao and then kill myself immediately.

Until nine o'clock in the evening, no trace of Luo Haoran was found, including the Labrador named Churchill.

When I was tired and thirsty and about to suffocate, I heard a loud noise overhead. I saw Zhou Xuan again, and he rushed up and said, "Hurry up and run to the movie theater on the ninth floor!" ”

So, we rushed to the ninth floor together, and sure enough, the shadow of a man and a dog scurried by.

Luo Haoran!

Kill him! Circumferential ran faster than me.

In the labyrinthine passage of the movie theater, I quickly chased them away. I shouted loudly in a daze, only to hear the footsteps of others behind me. Just as I was at a loss, the ceiling above my head fell and buried me in the rubble.

When I was about to suffocate, I heard the sound of a walkie-talkie - it was really a rescuer!

In an instant, many things flashed through my mind. The only thing that is clear is that there are many murder weapons on his body, and they cannot be found! So, while I could still move one hand, I stuffed the knife, rope, and poison on my body into the rubble.

There was one thing I didn't want to throw away, and that was my biological mother's work card.

When I was rescued, through more than 100 meters underground, to the ground under the stars, I found that the world was unharmed! The lights were still flashing in the buildings around me, and the cameras and flashes of the world were pointed at me, and I couldn't help but shed tears—I was not excited about my salvation, but for the experience of these seven days and seven nights, for Xiaoguang not to see the starry sky with me tonight, for me to lose my mother forever underground, and for the fact that I killed my best friend with my own hands not long ago.

Zhou Xuan was also rescued, he saw me, in the bright light as day, before being sent to the ambulance, he made an expression on me, I actually understood it at once.

Luo Haoran is dead! Our revenge has succeeded!

The heavens are above, and the great revenge will be avenged, why don't you let me die immediately?

Yes, at this moment, I am lying in the isolation ward of the hospital, still thinking about this question - what reason do I have to live? The police have found my mother's work card in my pocket. They knew that Haemi was trapped underground with me, so why was I the only one who escaped? Hae-mi's official father will definitely do everything he can to find his precious daughter—sooner or later, the body of her daughter, the body of whom I smashed her head with a glass vase.

I'm a murderer.

When Officer Ye Xiao came to ask me yesterday, I made up a nonsense to deceive him, what kind of window model kills people - I have indeed watched too many horror movies! However, he will not believe me, and I can see in his eyes that he has a strong will, and no difficulty will make him back down, and he will definitely pursue it to the end.

Will he go and look into my family background? Or even ask my homeroom teacher, my classmates? yes, didn't he also graduate from our school? The answer is obvious, all my disguises and secrets will be easily exposed by him - maybe they already know? I became the biggest liar and laughing stock that 41 Middle School has ever seen! My classmates laughed at me every day, saying that I was a poor bastard, the daughter of a cleaner from other places who cleaned toilets, and how dare I pretend to be a rich girl?

Last night, I had that horrible nightmare again.

Regardless of the outcome of the quarantine, I don't want to be discharged, I'd rather stay here and be a prisoner, a mentally ill, or even a dead man! Just don't let me go back to school!

Wait, is there anything in this ward that can help me? Like scissors? Like pills? Like what......

No, we, the survivors, are all suspects in the eyes of Officer Ye Xiao, and he will not give me a chance to commit suicide.

Xiaoguang, did you hear it in the sky? How I miss you! All I have to do is stay with you...... Together......

As Matilda said to Leon -

"All I need is love, or death."