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......

(In this chapter alone, I hope that all children who have suffered domestic violence, like Haozi, will one day be able to get out of the haze of life)

Facing this person who gave him the deepest despair, at that moment, all Xue Yan's fears turned into resentment.

Snow Mountain quickly climbed towards him with a hideous face, "Looking at your current virtue, living like a dog, I really regret giving birth to such a thing as you!" ”

Instead of retreating in fear, Xue Yan sneered, "Hehe, you and I both know how much despair we have gone through to get to where I am today!"

I've been remembering since I was four years old, I didn't remember a little bit of your goodness, I only chose to remember the things that I was angry about, I felt that life was not interesting at all since I was a child, I wanted to die for a long time......

Today I remember that you threw me on the couch like a lifeless thing, when I was only four years old, and I knew from then on that you were not human......

Do you think that every time you beat me half to death, I will really be admitted to a prestigious university and put gold on your face......

Do you think that when I grow up, I will forget that you called me a mongrel, that you beat me like that, that you forgot that you are an animal, and that you will still be grateful to you......

You should know best, it's these thoughts, all of which are the power that once sustained me to keep breathing......"

Xue Yan's voice was higher than a poignant and low whimper, and every sentence seemed to have a resentment that penetrated people's hearts, like a cry and a roar like a beast.

"You see, when I mention this, I always feel like I hate you......"

Hey......

I hate you to drink to death, I hate you to be hit by a car and die, I have dreams like this every day, I dream of your grave, I laugh loudly in my dreams, hahahaha......

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey......"

Xue Yan smiled wildly, her eyes so terrifying.

Xue Shan also laughed, it was a mocking laugh, "The past me is the current you, the current me, you will be you in the near future, you have taken the same path as me, and all the people around you will be unfortunate because of you...... Hey hey ......"

Xue Yan felt a sharp migraine, accompanied by a buzzing tinnitus, and the overwhelming sound of mockery hit him, and his brain seemed to be about to crack.

"I'm not like you!" Xue Yan suddenly roared loudly, and he looked at the demon father who crawled back from hell with a look of pity, "Mom will leave us because you are useless, you drink and beat your wife and children, because you bully us and dare not fight back!" ”

The calmer he was in his heart, the faster Baron Nash's blood volume fell, and when he said that, Xue Yan's sneer had turned into a confident smile, "I won't hate you anymore, I will spend the rest of my life despising you, a man like you who beats his wife and children is not even as good as an animal, hate, it's not a pity!" ”

After that, he struck a punishment, and his heart was calm without waves.

Then, the figure of the snow-capped mountain gradually disappeared.

In fact, many times, the reason why we hate those who hurt us is simply because we understand our loved ones too deeply.

Boy, you might as well be generous, anyway, you will grow up after all, those who fail to kill you will make you stronger, you will have your own family, reap your own happiness, don't let those who are despicable because of alcohol pollute the blue sky that only belongs to you.

[Summoner Xue Yan killed Baron Nash]

At this moment, the entire Summoner's Canyon echoed this prompt.

Long-term torture can best hone a person's will, there are many people who can only complain and get by after encountering difficulties, while some others, although they also have to bow their heads in the face of difficulties, but their hearts have never yielded, and they continue to work hard, believing that they will be able to achieve the final victory.

Xue Yan is undoubtedly the latter.

72 hours, non-stop hell torture, Xue Yan survived.

Despair has been,

Fear has been,

numbness has,

But Xue Yan persevered, and in a corner where there was no sunlight, he stared at his inner demons in the abyss, silently fighting the monsters.

Who said that the wild area is painted into five gods?

Who said that the five gods can't take on the big dragon alone?

Now that he has obtained the full copy strategy, as long as he solves the demons in the room, it is equivalent to killing the ancient dragon.

Once developed, the costume of the six gods is no longer far from him.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Xue Yan grabbed the phone, and an evil female voice came from inside, "You are the most stubborn guest we have ever seen, in view of your ignorance of current affairs, we have arranged a separate room for Ms. Hai Yao, and in half an hour, she will be teleported over!" ”

Xue Yanhu said suspiciously, "This is a wild area, do you have the ability?" ”

On the phone, he said slowly, "Anyone can come over as long as we want." ”

Xue Yan knows that there is also this scene in the original plot, when the protagonist Mike overcomes all fears, this room uses his wife as a threat to force Mike to commit suicide.

Xue Yan clutched the phone and was silent for a long time, he couldn't involve Hai Yao in this infinite terror.

The memories that were gradually awakened by this room brought Xue Yan's thoughts back to the street where the autumn leaves flew, and a sentimentality was drawn from the bottom of his heart and stretched until he reached a place where the beam could not be touched.

If two lines have only one common point, we call them intersecting.

Hai Yao and Xue Yan are like opposite corners that are inversely extended by the intersection lines of two single-parent families, as if they are reflected by the power of mirror mirroring, perpendicular and intersecting.

The top is equal, but not on the same common edge.

The same mutilated family lives a very different life, with full and shelled fruits growing in both sunlight and shady environment, but wrapped in the same kernel called "loneliness".

[Twilight pours into the air like ink, spreading faster than anything else.]

The two walked side by side, occasionally touching each other's shoulders.

Behind them, a Mercedes drove slowly behind.

"Didn't you ask me why I didn't have to go for a run in gym class?" Hai Yao carefully took off the contact lenses, revealing the truest color in his heart.

When she turned her face, Xue Yan was stunned.

Oh, my God!

It turned out to be a pair of beautiful eyes of sea blue.

"Actually, I've been suffering from osteogenesis imperfecta since I was a child, and when others play together, I can only watch from afar!"

Hai Yao paused for a moment and continued, "Because my body is too fragile, a slight collision can cause serious fractures, so all along, except for my sister, I don't have any friends!" ”

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth raised a desolate smile, "Maybe just like Yu Hua said, life is to live quietly, there is a taste of loneliness!" ”

A few lonely clouds in the sky were motionless, heavy as black eulogies, which set off the loneliness of people's hearts more and more.

In a moment of silence, Xue Yan said quietly, "I'm used to being lonely like this, and recently I've begun to feel that it's actually quite good to be with others, although this is not suitable for me, if I had known you earlier, maybe everything would have been different!" ”

'Burning, tears are the gunpowder of love, please don't look at me like this, I know I can't escape......

A bell broke the warm silence, and Hai Yao picked up the phone, "Xiaoxi, I won't go to today's class cadre dinner, I'll treat you another day!" ”

"People gather by like, and things by groups." The female voice on the phone said, "And you are now the secretary of the league in the class, let's get to know each other, there is no one else, they are all excellent classmates in our class!" ”

"I'm with Xue Yan, another day!" Hai Yao said.

The girl on the phone said, "What can you do with mental illness?" Let me ask you, will you still participate in the future group activities? ”

Xue Yan next to him smiled coldly, turned back to Hai Yao and said, "Go ahead, don't let them isolate you, being with someone like me is not good for you, goodbye!" ”

With that, he quickened his pace.

Hai Yao caught up at this time, took Xue Yan's hand and said, "Don't live such a lonely life anymore, you don't refuse my kindness to you, it shows that you have a lot of enthusiasm in your heart, but you are not good at expressing it, you don't like the world, you don't like your life, you always seem indifferent and don't care, it's just the fragile shell of a mollusk......"

This gentle voice is like a stick of incense lit by Xue Yan in front of the Buddha, guiding the soul in the dark.

"Actually, the root of all this is just because, you don't like the current you!

All self-love will bring colorful colors, and all world-weary must be self-weariness at its root, do you understand? ”

The wind was blowing, as if the whole city was sighing.

"Is that so?" Xue Yan asked softly, more like asking her heart.

Is it just that I hate myself, not the world?

The expression on Xue Yan's face was like those distant and dusk times, like waves rolling back into the sea, finally revealing the frozen wreckage.

There was indecisive patience in Hai Yao's smile, "You will only like the world if you let yourself live with true self-confidence and truly like yourself from the bottom of your heart!" ”

Xue Yan was silent, but her eyes showed her father's roar and the ridicule of her classmates.

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly blew through the darkness, and in an instant it seemed to sweep away all the temperature.

"No, the world hates me, and I hate the world!" Xue Yan said coldly, with a strange light in his eyes.

i.e. horror!

And resentment!

The next moment, Hai Yao opened his arms and hugged the wreckage in broad daylight, "It's not like that, I've seen your weakest side, I've seen your fragility, and I know your unfortunate ......"

Is it that after embracing you, life will never be the same?

She gently hugged the water chestnut of this huge iceberg in her soft embrace, "Look, I'm still willing to hug you, so you're not alone, the whole world ignores you, at least there's me!" ”

The fragrant fragrance that emanated from Hai Yao's body was like those beautiful jellyfish in the deep seabed suddenly opening their huge tentacles, stretching, and densely surrounding Xue Yan.

The heart, however, is like being re-injected with fresh blood.

Inch by inch warms the Antarctic, which has been frozen for hundreds of centuries.

Will the limbs and bones that have almost been frozen survive new flesh and blood?

"I'm not a likable person, why are you so nice to me?" Xue Yan's eyes flickered, and she didn't dare to look at this girl.

"Fool, can't you see that?" Hai Yao said coquettishly, lowered his head and said, "I'm so proactive, can't you leave me a little reserved?" ”

Suddenly, Hai Yao leaned over, and Xue Yan only felt a warm softness on her lips, with the scent of a girl's fragrance.

At this moment, the world was hidden for her, and she was the only existence.

Xue Yan's heartbeat seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Hai Yao combed the hair around his ears, there seemed to be a strange tenderness next to his cheeks, and said softly, "Xue Yan, promise me, don't say goodbye to me in the future, and don't live up to this only life, and then use this lovely you to love the world well, love me well, I really like you, I want to be with you forever!" ”

The darkness that gradually descended swallowed up almost all the light, but at the time of parting, they did not say goodbye.

Because for some, goodbye may never be seen for the rest of their lives.

The surging traffic quickly overwhelmed the white Mercedes ......]

"What is this?"

Thinking like this, Xue Yan raised her right hand and wanted to touch it, only to feel that everything in front of her became blurry.

Are these tears?

Am I crying?

The tears of the petals, the fragrance disappears in the world, because of the companionship of fate, there is a commitment in the starry sky of our feelings, and because of the rise and fall of fate, the joys and sorrows of heaven and earth are reproduced.

When you cry for someone in your life, you will understand what you are living for.

Casually putting down the phone, Xue Yan walked to the head of the bed in a daze, picked up the liquor and poured a few sips, choking him and frowning.

Sure enough, there is nothing worse in this world than wine.

In this room, the protagonist Mike looks directly at his selfish life for the first time, he doesn't believe in anyone, he doesn't believe in anything, he only believes in himself, life doesn't have so many opportunities to start over, maybe there will never be a chance for him to repent, at the last moment of his life, he chooses to die with this house to make up for the debt to his wife.

Xueyan, who got the strategy, already knows the ending of this movie, and the director will finally let the protagonist interpret the return of humanity at the cost of his life.

Will the same tragedy be repeated in him?

"Mr. Xueyan?" The phone urged him to make a decision quickly, "By the way, Ms. Hai Yao will be there in five minutes, and we will directly arrange for her to go to another room!" ”

Xue Yan glanced back at the mirror, and he saw that in the illusion, Hai Yao put his head into the rope noose and kicked his feet down on the stool.

This is more like a malicious threat, if Xue Yan refuses to commit suicide, he will have to take Hai Yao's life at that time.

Then, two tombstones appeared in the clearing behind the snow feast.

The Tomb of Haiyao!

The Tomb of Xue Yan!

Xue Yan's gaze fell back on the mirror and slowly narrowed his eyes.

At that moment, it was as if everything around was quiet.

But in his mind, it was like a rough sea, and a ray of light loomed in the waves.

Xue Yan tried her best to grasp something, remembered something, and a logical line was gradually deduced in her mind-

Mirror!

Mirrors can reflect objects, or they can be said to reflect the world of people's hearts.

Shadows are always shadows, and they will accompany people throughout their lives until they grow old, like water stains on ice, which can never be erased, but they will gradually shrink but will not disappear.

So the only way he can overcome the shadows is to focus his gaze on the bright place - the mirror!

And no matter what this room becomes, the mirror and glass are always intact.

Xue Yan suddenly understood, could it be that glass and mirrors were the hiding places of demons?

He walked back and picked up the phone, and the executioner's gentle voice came from inside, "Are you ready to check out?" ”

Xue Yan said, "You tortured me for more than 70 hours and helped me recover my memory, and to show my gratitude, I decided to send you a song!" ”

Silence, short silence.

The voice on the phone was a little confused, "Do you need on-demand service before checking out?" ”

"No, I'll sing it myself." Xue Yan said word by word into the phone, "The name of this song is 'Burning'." ”