A good door, behind which is a neatly stacked brick wall, the timer is still counting the seconds, and the TV is a "stinging" snowflake.

Xue Yan immediately thought of a way to escape, he looked at the fire structure diagram and found that he could escape to the next room from the window.

But there is a problem, there are many well-made small-budget movies abroad, rooms, elevators, and even phone booths can be used as scenes, and the protagonist interprets the plot of the whole film in this small scene, but the director is not so easy for you to escape, although there are 10,000 methods, in the end they are all a dead end.

They create hope for the audience and despair for the audience, which is also the professional routine of excellent directors.

Xue Yan had to try it first, he stood in front of the window and looked at it from afar, there were still gray buildings outside, and he could vaguely see the tower lights on the sea.

The street below is still full of traffic, and the height of the 14th floor will make people dizzy even if you look at it.

But fortunately, Xue Yan did not have a fear of heights, and immediately drilled out of the window.

The cement eaves are very narrow, not even the length of one foot, the height is not cold, and the natural wind is not small.

Xue Yan calculated the distance while stepping on the narrow foothold, leaning his back against the wall, moving his steps little by little.

Friction......

Friction......

On this narrow ground, rubbing ......

One step at a time, like the devil's pace!

In the moonlight he saw his own shadow, ghostly against the wall, sometimes far away, sometimes close.

One step at a time, one step at a time......

He mentally calculated the distance, closer, closer......

Step by step, like minions, like the steps of the devil, continue to rub ......

This was the most thrilling moment of his life, and falling was shattered.

Xue Yan gritted her teeth, and then, rubbing ......

Where's the window?

Why hasn't it arrived yet, shouldn't it have arrived?

Xue Yan felt that something was wrong, obviously she was about to circle the earth, why couldn't she get to the window next door?

That message narrator isn't lying to me, is it?

He didn't dare to rub anymore and looked up at the front.

"Hiss......"

At this glance, there was no window in front of him, and there was no end at all, so frightened that he almost fell.

In a panic, Xue Yan quickly stuck to the wall again, moved back again, rubbed little by little, and wore out the shirt of his suit, and finally crawled back to the room.

As soon as he got into the window, he lay on the ground in collapse, gasping for air, his back soaked.

The alarm clock is still counting down the clock minute by minute, and twenty minutes have passed.

At this moment, I only heard a "pop", the lights in the room went out, and the five fingers in the room were suddenly missing.

The wind, gently lifting the curtain, drifted around Xue Yan's head.

All that's left is that, the sound of a suffocating heartbeat is so clear—

Thump......

Thump......

Xue Yan stared at the darkness blindly, as if a small sound came from an unknown place.

Gradually, these voices grew louder, faster and clearer.

"Ah......h

"Help......"

"It hurts, it burns me......"

"Who can save me......"

"The ship is capsizing......"

……

Xue Yan felt that these sounds were just in response to the content of the oil paintings, could it be that the three oil paintings were alive?

With frightened eyes open, he saw many figures in the mirror and jumped down from the window one after another.

I don't know how long it has been, but it seems that the room has returned to peace, but there is still a voice that seems to come to his mind from hell.

"It's better to feed you than to feed a dog......"

"Your mother doesn't want you anymore, it's Lao Tzu who pulled you up......"

Xue Yan's face that was palpitating in the dark suddenly became excited, and the voice ......

This voice once brought him great despair.

Have you ever heard such a voice?

It sounded far away to others, and close to it.

Father's angry curse poured into your ears like thunder, like lightning that shook the sky, and you covered your ears in fright.

Have you ever had such pain?

My father's broad palm hit his face, and it only hurt so much that half of his cheek became numb.

Have you ever had such fears?

Father pins you to the ground, stomps you hard with his foot, and his hard fist bursts out of silence on you, beating and scolding, turning over all the mistakes you have made since childhood.

You are scared and believe that he wants to kill you, but there is no good Samaritan around to save you, and you can only hold your head and pretend to be dead.

Have you ever had such a disgrace?

You kneel on the ground, and your father kicks you over, and then asks you to kneel and kick him again, and you cry in pain, and he tells you to hold back your tears, and you keep kneeling until you can't feel the sensation of your legs.

Have you ever experienced such a dark night?

Father finally got tired of beating and began to talk about the truth of being a human being, in order to prove that it was right to beat you, and you deserved to be beaten.

And all this will be a lingering shadow for the rest of your life, in every night when you dare not cry out loud, in every nightmare of fear......

Xue Yan crawled and shrank into the corner of the wall, covering her ears tightly.

But those voices are still overwhelmingly attached to the eardrums, and the noise is about to go crazy.

Suddenly, a light lit up behind Xue Yan, which was the light of the TV.

When he turned around, he saw an image playing on a fluorescent green screen.

From the perspective of the image, it seems that the content of a certain tracking and candid shooting is very shaky and blurry, which is the same effect as the death video in "Midnight Bell".

But the more Xue Yan saw behind him, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't stop trembling.

·——Points——·——Cut————Lines——·

When I opened the door, it was pitch black.

In the darkness, the silhouette of the father leaned back on the couch and was so quiet that he couldn't even hear the snoring.

The young Xueyang wanted to sneak back to the room and move his steps carefully.

If you haven't experienced tragic domestic violence, you can't appreciate the feeling of fear that has accompanied you every day since you were a teenager.

"Coming back?" As he stepped into the room, his father's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hmm!"

The boy's heart was beating faster, and his nerves were tense.

"The lights are on!"

"Lamp" is a noun and "turn on" is a verb, and when the two words are combined and spoken coldly from his father's mouth, the boy has a premonition that something more terrible than death is about to happen to him.

Feeling the switch on the wall, the boy pressed it.

The living room lit up for a moment, but he was more uneasy than he was in the dark.

The liquor bottle in his father's hand had bottomed out, and his eyes slowly opened, condensing a fierce light.

In such an atmosphere, in the face of this dear person, the young man's voice couldn't help but tremble: "Dad, you haven't slept yet!" ”

"Come here, Dad has something to ask you!"

The boy could only walk over with his head down.

"Get on your knees!"

The boy did so, kneeling before his father not out of filial piety, but the humiliation of having his dignity trampled on.

"Your school teacher came to the house today, I heard that you got into a fight with someone?"

Glared at by his father, the boy bowed his head like a prisoner convicted by a judge.

In fact, he didn't fight anyone.

Just a few days ago, during the medical examination, the teacher found that the boy was covered in bruises, but they did not know that the injuries were caused by his father.

However, the boy still refused to speak, so the teacher took it for granted that he had a fight with his classmates, and made a special home visit today.

So the father naturally scolded: "You little rabbit cub have the courage to fight with others? Looks like I'm still beating you lightly! ”

The girl didn't explain, because he knew that the man had lost money playing cards and was in a bad mood.

In the face of a person who wants to make you angry, no amount of explanation is superfluous.

"Fuck you!"

Without warning, with his father's anger, the young man had five more clear fingerprints on his face, and the whole person was kicked to the ground.

Xiao Jingba in the kennel was frightened and "whined", holding his tail and looking at this scene timidly.

Then, what greeted the boy was a storm of slashing his head and covering his face.

The father stomped on him one by one, eager to kill the child, and cursed viciously in his mouth: "Your mother doesn't want you anymore, it was Lao Tzu who pulled you up, and it is better to feed you than to feed a dog......"

"Why did Lao Tzu give birth to such a thing as you, tens of thousands of dollars were put into you, you are lacking to eat or you to wear, you repay Lao Tzu like this, Lao Tzu will kill you today, a little bastard......"

"A few years ago, I asked you for money to buy a repeater,

I didn't see you learning English when I bought it.

Listen to music in the room every day,

You see you buy those tapes,

Lao Tzu gave you money to buy tapes?

When I was a child, when I was sick, Lao Tzu gave you thousands of dollars to spend, and you wasted Lao Tzu's money like this......]

Sadness slows down here, frame by frame, slowly flowing with all the youth and years that cannot be escaped.

·——Points——·——Cut————Lines——·

The TV screen gradually dimmed, Xue Yan clenched his fists hard, and his mood was very angry.

That's right, the teenager who was abused in the impact was himself.