I also know that sooner or later this burden will weigh on me, and it is only a matter of time.

When I started, I walked pretty fast.

After a few alleys, I got closer and closer, but I began to panic.

It was a large compound with a wooden door, and the innermost room was my father's house.

That's where I used to live, and there's a commissary in front of it.

I'm not impressed, it seems to be newly opened.

I've always walked around this road, because I have nightmares at night.

I went to the commissary and bought two bottles of Erguotou, thinking that it was enough.

I entered the wooden gate with the wine, and the door of the compound was not closed at all.

It's just a void, and the whole hallway is the door of the neighbor's house, and it's closed at the moment.

Without lights, it can be said that it is dim inside.

Even though it's daytime, the entire alley and the rooms inside are dark.

I turned on my phone's flashlight, carried the bottle, and walked in.

I touched the doorway, which was a half-open wooden door.

I slowly pushed in, and it was an indescribable smell.

The musty smell is accompanied by a foul smell, not to mention that you can't open your eyes when you breathe.

I started to touch the switch on the wall in my mind, and I don't know why I still have an impression of where the switch is.

The old-fashioned switch was the size of a thumb and didn't respond at all when pressed.

The first reaction is that it is broken, and the second reaction is that the power has been out for too long and too long.

It is estimated that my father will not pay the utility bill.

If you don't have a job for 500 a month, the money is enough to eat, right?

It should only be enough to save food, but how can my father quit drinking like this?

"Dad?" I shouted, thinking that I hadn't screamed for more than ten years, and I didn't know if the other party still recognized me?

When the phone probed into the room, there was nothing to see in the hall of the two-bedroom house.

I remembered that word again: the house is surrounded by walls.

On the wall at the moment, I don't know if it's because the light of the mobile phone is completely yellow.

It could also be the smell of some kind of excrement, and it seems that without a toilet, I instantly understood the source of the smell inside.

I didn't know if there was anyone in the room, so I opened the door first.

Dropping two bottles on the floor, I then pushed open the only window.

The windows seemed to be rusty, and I tried for a long time and even pulled the latch down.

Only then did I open the window of the room, and I felt much better when I opened it.

But the stench was still there, and I could only cover my nose and look around.

I can't figure out how this can be like this.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but I actually heard a collision sound coming from inside the room.

I subconsciously went to the back room, which was a darker space.

On the broken Simmons lay a man, unkempt covered with a thick quilt with holes.

I slapped the light in the other person's face, and the other person groaned.

I tried to shout, "Dad? ”

The man moved, muttering but not understanding anything.

I sensed something was wrong, and I subconsciously crouched.

Without the concept of a bed, Simmons is on the ground.

I grabbed the quilt and lifted it slowly.

There was a thin yellow man lying in front of him, even a thin yellow skeleton.

That kind of thin and yellow are incomprehensible, and it's a little less like a human than a monster.

The entire sheet was yellowish and sticky with a foul smell.

That's where the smell comes from, and I immediately shook off the covers.

Leaned over and patted his father's head, and the murmuring father seemed to be unconscious.

The man in front of me was completely different from what I imagined, and I didn't know what he was relying on to survive.

I tried to pull him up, only to find that I couldn't.

I'm afraid that if I exert myself, my father will collapse.

I picked up my phone and hurriedly dialed 120.

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